Madison X - Back In Ya System lyrics

[Verse 1] Ok, let me break this all the way down I've come to far to let it complicate now I'm not only the future, I'm the modern day sound b**h I'm crunk as f**, but I'm not from A-Town (Hahn?!) Like a Ying Yang Twin Two b**hes in the dressing room I change clothes in I'm not acting up, I don't read scripts I go all out, f** going' in Holy sh**, no he didn't Get up in his zone again Your hoe and I did sinful acts I feel I should go repent She told me y'all had broken up So I went and broke her in Yeah, I had to poke her face While sporting a joker grin I'm still in the game, I told you to remember the name Now i'ma take you down memory lane My grind is enormous Time for the fortune I Shyne, like I've been deported [Chorus] Turn this sh** up Turn this sh** up Turn this sh** up loud (X Back In Ya System) Turn this sh** up Turn this sh** up Turn this sh** up loud (X Back In Ya System) [Verse 2] There's a lot of rumors circulating bout me, so I'll clear e'm up I don't work for charity, therefor i don't give a f**! Drink it down, live it up Can you cut them speakers up? I'm rollin' round, cheifin' bud, fit fresher than Easter, son! f** the police, they ain't gon' punk me Y'all some funny motherf**ers, 21 Jumpstreet Back in your system, a**uming that I left them I run this rap sh** like a tread mill, dead still Bread winner, dice tosser Convict you with my lyrics, I could life all ya! If hip-hop's dead, I brought life to it Similar to propane and lighter fluid Eventually, everybody wanna run the show But I been working' hoe, I just cut a hundred more (ah!) I remember when they clowned on my demo Now they getting' down to my sh** though [Chorus] [Verse 3] Nowadays I'm feelin' like Mitt Romney, yeah Half of you ain't pay your debts, it's my job not to care Cause when I reach the top, you will not be there I paid the dues you was dodging, player I don't give a f**, let ObamaCare And I ain't vote either, legalize Pot already I flow sharp machetes, On 95 gettin Becky Bout to wreck the whip, speeding like Mario Andretti I'm in, I'm it,hoe play your part You is what it isn't like Maker's mark Still, they want to stare at me like a battle wound Cause I'll turn 106 and Park to 666 park Avenue I had to take it back to the basics I spit crack this the basement I'm trapped in the matrix This rap game is crazy It's hard to know the truth, until it's set in stone And you skull and bones Kia ain't the only folk selling' Souls