El-P - Return of the B-Boy lyrics

[Verse 1] Seconds after I had been swept off my feet Open flew the doors and in steps the beat Complete with medical packs and four-fours Looked at me and said, "Damn, this n***a needs gauze" Wars are fought in the street He got beat The meek are disenfranchised and left weak Peep these images I couldn't ignore Personas of the rhythm who just walked in the store The snare, Slim, sported a rare grin Noticing damage within Removed bullets and patched skin The kick drum, Scurvy Opened my eyes, he say, "Don't worry" At the clerk, he fired rounds in a flurry And the hi-hat, Matt Tapped the hostages with his gat Told 'em, "Break the f** out and never look back" They had performed like Miyagi for the kamikaze Then they got me, walked me out past the local paparazzi "I see, y'all reanimators" "Sure, kid, ya jams are flavor We need a savior and we came ta Relay the data I'll repay ya, major situation 'cross town Our music has lost sound 'Cause they had us locked down 'They' meaning s**a rappers, herbs, crabs Common clowns who be making sh**ty sounds in labs They're defacing masterpieces Just to blast to pieces What's dope and hope that we'd accept a wacker thesis" "Jesus Where's the chamber? Allow me to become the scum rearranger" They said, "Focus your anger And bring the rhymes that you wrote Because these folks will hang ya" I accepted their concern, turned to 'em and said "f** that written sh**, I'll flip these n***as off the head What about the feds?" "Ayo, we left them a decoy We didn't want the beast to know we brought back the B-Boy" [Chorus] (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back [Verse 2] Hiphop is so wack the beats are fighting back And I was sent to attack So I'm following the map X's mark the rappers I would soon hex with Corrosive cadences that'll be leaving their necks split Step by step, I'm headed toward the set To an*lyze a threat And make 'em regret the day we met I suspect they got a smooth plot I'm headed to the rooftops That's where I'll make my stratagem So I can splatter them They were only half o' ten Five less rappers alive When we collide The standard is dope They didn't coincide They were sacrilegious and vicious With dark wishes, which is To a**ure the core of hiphop withers, snitches I dropped dime on how to travel back in time So they can melt and misalign Pioneers' patterns of rhyme And I'm furious Seething at what I'm seeing Soon those n***as won't be breathing I've seen what I got ta so I'm leaving 'Cause I wanna Set off the slaughter for the evening n***as hopped on my sh** list With a swiftness I'm about to rip this Come bear witness [Chorus 2x] (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back (Hiphop) (Hiphop) I'ma bring it back [Beat changes] [Verse 3] Mic check We had ill static over Illmatic I reached for it This n***a said I couldn't have it So tragic for him to try to counter my magic I'm rabid Reached through his f**ing face and grabbed it n***a How the f** did you figure you could interfere With a music so potent? Then I gazed at his skull for a moment Before I moved on Then I heard two songs Distinct flavors From Wu's Enter the thirty-six Chambers I'm about to bring this n***a danger He was elusive An Uncle Tom carrying nooses Strong yet spiritually useless I gave him flashbacks of n***as getting treated like lab rats Beaten with whips and straps Hit him with conscience Held a mirror up to his face The motherf**er jetted out of the place Who's next to get me vexed? This rapper making idle threats Claiming that he's got concepts I stepped to him slow Looked deep in his eyes Seen a prison was within him, 'cause he's living a lie I grabbed Daily Operation Told him that man was not meant to rule the earth's population These thoughts left him pacing Now he suffers from brain disintegration No thoughts or information It started raining Visibility low This had no effect on my abilities, though To murder an MC is standard procedure I looked and seen this cat guarding Follow the Leader But I'm a cheetah The abdomen and chest deleter Primary feature My intense urge to bleed ya While his blood's draining I'm steadily aiming To find the next n***a for maiming That's when my instincts came in Handy This mega large n***a tried to brand me I dodged a mega blast of energy Then my mind aged a century Futuristic data For a complex matter His power left a crater I could peep the equator He smiled, I could see him through the earth's vapor Looked him up and down as we walked toward solid ground What? My jaw dropped at what I found Cla**ics by Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul B.D.P., P.E. and Run-D.M.C Low End Theory, Three Feet Criminal Mind, Takes a Nation of Mill Time to k** Run-D.M.C., self-titled This n***a's my arch-rival Survival Not liable Got up close and what I saw, I couldn't believe My enemy was a genetic replica of me Battling yourself is the biggest chore It could leave your digits raw A truly vicious type of war So now I'm thrown off Taken back In fact, I didn't know how to react I lacked a plan of attack But his was in full effect And next He'd infect my intellect with thoughts I couldn't accept Images of my grandmother in that old folks home Became very vivid in my dome His method is drastic, telepathic Damaging my mental fabric Hellified, horror, havoc Crippled, I can't stand it Or understand it Yet my torture was expanded By thoughts that he commanded Had a vision of my uncle sitting dying by himself Meanwhile, he's breaking down my physical health Body blows Several shots to the head Ninety-eight percent of which were absorbed by my dreads The other two percent I accepted Just so I can feel the heat again Had a vision of defeating men So now I'm back Strapped and intact Increasing my brain waves to maximum impact Thoughts were unholy Slowly He looked me up and down coldly Like I'm the motherf**ing phony And maybe I am Damn, I stuttered Dropped the mic from my hand Saw some open land so I ran But as I jet past past thoughts My man had blast shots Blood clots Stopping circulation to my knot My ego split My humility started to mumble feeble sh** The thug within me had a dream of Desert Eagle clips So who's me? Maybe this uzi The cold-hearted steel with a sign that says, "Use me" I call her Suzy Do you like what you see? Usually I wouldn't let a biter confuse me So why should this instance make a difference? So I started to think with The innocence of infants And since I'm incensed Burn incense I'm intense Funny how the powerful scent just Dents his senses Don't even count him in at the census I sent this Razor-sharp tone of relentless Sequences that leap fences Leading all humankind to deep ventures So I shift forward like a Sith Lord with a swift sword Flipped and clipped his mic cord Speechless, riddled with weakness, peep this He tried to use the heat of his desire to beat Lif Be my guest Take a guess who left the set blessed And who was left a mess ("Fight fire with fire") And at P's request I summoned the sun to burn a hole in his chest