[Mic Stylz] We bringin it back to shells and toes Back when rappers had no choice but to self-promote Back to that cla**ic age, where the media Really only recognized rap as a phase And nowadays you can't even imagine Cause every part of pop culture's hopped on the bandwagon And I ain't braggin when I say I was ahead of the curve Cause when I started hardly anybody rhymed in the burbs It's hard to find the words of how disturbin it is To hear suburban kids talkin 'bout murderin sh** They hop online and log into some hip-hop site Post some battles now they think they know what hip-hop's like They talkin 'bout ice when they ain't even own a diamond And swearin to life they 'bout to be known from rhymin Me and Eso been climbin, foot to the dirt, puttin in work It's like birth, you gotta push 'til it hurt [Esoteric] I spit it from the soul, it's no thing to flow king Bringin it back that ol' Beantown rap The whole thing is so close, peep the photos Three-fingered rings with Adidas logos Old school, say no to ProTools Unless the throat lose a flow that's so smooth These folks have no clue how to keep it afloat Well I rode the boat, provin that I mean what I wrote Hypocritical how pitiful these imbeciles They claimin political when they spit but they don't even vote Before every verse vocals focused on coke folks For showin me the ropes like fiends hopin for dope I've been doin this since LL made my "Radio" You've been doin this since Macy's carried Kangols Y'all know, today they play brave beats at the Gap But we ain't concerned with that cause we bringin it back