Throwback Lyrics – Aasim
Singer: Aasim
Title: Throwback
One, two, one, two
In the place to be
As it is plain to see
We are, the crush groovin’
The body movin’
The record makin’
And the record breakin’
Bad boy, b#tch
My status imperial, milky cereal
Mass murder material that prisoners listen to
Words and vocals together’ll paint you a visual
Hah, hah, follow the rhythm of a lyrical criminal
The wrath of madness, n#gg#s call me Cassius
School of Hard Knocks is my address
The killer of mics, what I recite, get the media hype
So hah, hah, let me clear my windpipe device
It’s the best, so yes, you test, you rest in peace
I bless the beat, finesse, address the streets
Got a TEC, a vest, a mic, a masterpiece
I write precise for chicks, I’m stabbin’ ’em deep
And I’m past my pivotal, liquor’s like a ritual
Intellect of a blimp still a savage when physical
On the mic, just to let off steam
As we proceed
To give you b#tches what you need
We, are, the supreme, the magnificent
Bad Boy, b#tch
Uh, uh, the pressure’s physical, verses cynical
Last to be original, my violence is criminal
Curbs and local enforcements got hoods hysterical
Hah, hah, snitches is talkin’ got n#gg#s in federal
I’m a entrepreneur n#gg#, fresh from the sewer n#gg#
Back to the future n#gg#, my actions is ruthless
In a animal form I perform like a great white
And treat the stage like, apes in a cage fight
And ain’t a cure for my raw ’80s couture
Words pour as if I had a separated jaw
Bloods on my claws from wars, the stains is recent
As pain increases, I make you remain speechless
The game in a smash and your class is in session
The last of the real n#gg#s, f#ck how you feel, n#gg#s
Come press your luck and get your dumb #ss killed
In the place to be
As it is plain to see
We are, the crush groovin’
The body movin’
The record makin’
And the record breakin’
Bad boy, b#tch
U-uh, uh, my style is wild, my profile gorgeous
When I speak, my foul words come out so flawless
Benzes and Porsches, Civics and a Courser
Hah, hah, border school runaway rules like Norn
I’m a portion of the block where the heart beat stop
Cocaine spots get raided and n#gg#s sprayin’ them Glocks
Got a degree in n#gg#rism, but my vision is clear
I’m here for hungry disciples that live in despair
Even if the beat drop, I remain real
With a blank stare no fear shown I’m Tiananmen Square
First letter of the alphabet, you got a house I set
Fire to your empire, no remorse, I’m a force
What you thought you was, never came close to
Broke you down and exposed you, you’re local
Microphone massacre, leader of a fellowship
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