Urban Dance Squad - Comeback lyrics

You wanna comeback, back with sum 'n old track Fakin' 'n takin' brouhaha with some old facts Who the jack you think you are, pop demand Blue suede shoes bin 'round tha bend 'n dome Through mainstream, pop, airwave, stratosphere Hemisphere, universe, galaxy, so what do you want "g" Oh you fiendin' for tha fees 'n tha mega g's Hey, why don't you say so instead of play so Boogie for meso, breakin' yo face yo On screen you fiend, an eternal promo Pose go for money, what about tha honey Twice tha age and nice, ain't that funny Callin' me sunny, my nose don't bear snot Look what I got, handkerchief to stop For tha wiggle 'n giggle, as a big old appears Pepsi c**e, c**e pepsi All fake it for tha industry Status old, fossil joke Can't hide your face Behind tha smoke What a drag to see an old bag Keep sweatin' 'n fakin' For a comeback With feel I'm neil, a flip my tongue like young Rhyme time for you, oldtimer get stung By a kid, so strong, than you ever be Short circuit, some jerk it with peavey Rather take lesley, suits me fine Take a challenge To renew with oldtimers time Throw my voice with poise in of course No endorsement, it's all meant to get this in mind Ain't all flak, to those who comeback Some slam no glam, peace to those cracks B.b. king, some kings can still be A fresh breeze to please, bend down knees Hallelujah, blessings to ya Music and b****, comin' through ya Through a decade of boredom pop Where the young play old, old refuse to drop.