Back to Me ft. Malcah Lyrics

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It's the real

Hip-hop Hip-hop

I'm all alone in this cold world without my mom I miss my ol' girl

Come on back to me

Missing them days of my youth when that Wu-Tang rocked wishing hip Hop

Come on back to me

All' them opportunities I let Go by all' them days lost getting high

Come on back to me

Missing the days of my youth when that Geto Boys rocked wishing hip Hop

Come on back to me

It go

This year Halloween fell on a weekend

First time I heard that I was like 3'10

Could've been a little taller

Still a little innocent

Not a care in the world Mama kept me with dividends

When I reminisce over you my love

My God it gotta to be love

Me not holding a grudge

About not having my mom

May she return to the higher arms

I'll let the Sour Dies' fire on

Right or wrong won't war with God

I'll take your memory and strap it on

I gotta carry on

No matter what tryna walk the line

And when I say hip-hop young world I mean a state of mind

Free speech genocide

Generation gap wide

Been a long time since lyrical rappers get signed

End of the day when my vision gets clearer

It's nobody to blame but the body in the mirror Yes

In this cold world without my Mom I miss my old girl

Come on back to me

Missing the days of my youth when that Outkast rocked Wisihin hip-hop

Come on back to me

All' them opportunities I let go by All' them days lost getting high

Come on back to me

Missing the days of my youth when that Dre and Snoop rocked Wishing hip-hop

Come on back to me

It go 187 on a' undercover cop

Remember when that rocked out of every boom-box

Remember the Fugees had the joint Boom Baf

Remember Buck em Down from Buckshot

When everybody tried to rhyme like Daz

Bum stickity bum

The Ill-matic Nas

But how is hip-hop not alive

It can't be defined

It varies from different state of minds

I was in love with it since age nine

By 15 I was right by her side

Done chopped it up with the greatest

G Rap told me your word-play nothing to play with

Met Kane in Queens he said he saw the hunger in the eyes

And Rakim told me why he never fly

Said hip hop never died

She just matured like fine wine bout to be a Grandma Yes

In this cold world without my Mom I miss my old girl

Come on back to me

Missing the days of my youth when that Slick Rick rocked Wishing hip-hop

Come on back to me

All' them opportunities I let go by All' them days lost getting high

Come on back to me

Missing the days of my youth when that Doug E Fresh rocked Wishing hip-hop

Come on back to me

It's been a long time since I left you

Without a dope rhyme to step to

Step to Step to

When I reminisce over you Love

I'm glad that I met you

It's the real

Hip-hop

My first Love

You stole my heart

Hip-hop

My first Love (Can't forget about BIG and Pac)

Sit down relax your mind let your conscious be free

Cuz I'm here with you and you're here with me