Welcome back ft. ILL BLAZE Lyrics

Ayo Blaze, Derek High, yeah

Uh-huh, I'm back

Hood Rules apply, Farshot's Productions

Nice, let's get em

Yeah

Welcome back, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, you say you the king

Shit, fist your crown

Twist your wrist around like an Indian burning

After this, you can say you've been in a urn

Keep talking, you're beat, I'll rock you to sleep

You belong to the punches that sock in my feet

You're fuckin' never talkin' to heat

Like a wrestler, this is your head rockin' the feet

Lead poppin' the heat, so quit poppin' the beat

This shit's floppin' at three

Quit talkin' like your mama's pussy

Only the black voice today

So keep hatin' till I'm voiced away

And everyone hates you if you die

Similar to a newborn, we will rejoice today

I voice the play like a rotisserie chicken

Fuck it, I roasted you

Welcome back, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, yeah

Yo, you say you a god

Well, that isn't true

I don't believe in you

I'm Kratos on Ragnarok

Eatin' golden apples

Break the Prometheus shackles

With the Pope's holy glock

There's only hope in Padora's box

I've blinded the eye of Ra with the rest of it

I bring nothing but destruction

With four arms and blue skin

When you die, you don't get heaven or resurrection

If you walk away, it's gonna be with Hephaestus

Slaves from missteppin

Crack your eggheads and make some omelets

The kid is back, and he's back with a vengeance

Like Romans with nails, I'll send you to Hella for three days

So keep it low-key before you relate

To the dead side of her two-faced

You'll end up missin' layin' sideways

With the lady in the lake

I'll take her sword, dip it in gold

Attach it to my necklace to match my Adidas

Welcome back, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, yeah

You don't wanna see the toaster, too

Some of the shit you be spittin' isn't mostly true

Just go look at him closely, crew

Gunshots make you bounce around like a pogo stick

Two-faced, you're a bitch

Might as well just call you a dojo chick

I'll palm the rags but turn your brains into applesauce

Shit, I'll crack your top like a snapper

Shit, you don't wanna look even the bottle top cap is off

I heat like a Lambo

Hit the throttle, pop and clap it off

Yeah, dude, I'm just plowin' on you, man

I ain't even comin' hard

Welcome back, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

Yeah, yeah

Welcome back

Welcome back

Yeah, it's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back

It's like that

Uh-huh, welcome back