Diamond District - Back 2 Basics lyrics

[Verse 1: Oddisee] Living in tenements, fat raps, living in Trying to get in a Benz, fat raps, dipping in Linens in Finn's lot, King's life, dapper Rapper might get cash after mic spitting and After lights dimming and women in place Sing tight, get it in, capture, audience's captor Vated all the way, before the greatest In the latest pair of jeans like ba*tards It seems like after us, crashed in, sh** you spin, stop Style been around like promiscuous pot This is that knot, that guap music In this rap, even the cops lose it, loose it, choose sh** New sh**, that's what they yelling man Judas, cruc-sh**, that's what I'm selling man Choose it, better out the speaker out the box Like a pair of sneakers that I never wear, I get the cheddar man [Verse 2: Uptown XO] I Stay Rolling up smoking the drow, I'm writing, perfecting the flow You know 'bout the X and the O, the one that be s**ing your ho Oddisee probably gotta be one of the hottest, see While you, listen religiously like its prophesy YU, dapping my n***a, we like a '93 Version of de la, day hive commodities You futuristic, beefing the district, pay us a visit Kick it with us, you see why they relate, Atlantic to Pacific Being specific, we rhyme's only trinity Divinity, still enough plans to get plenty T's That n***a saying, "when you blow up, remember me" If not, they'll a**a**inate your a** like Kennedy Three's a crowd, eat your sprouts, every one What he says, we own the store, faking like we just browsed They watching for us in the morning like we Regis now My Kathy Lee is glad to eat, and sit your weak a** down [Verse 3: yU] Yeah As soon as you Push the bu*ton, you done lit the - And I ain't scared of nothing With my talking, inside my rhymes busting Like a specialist, never miss, definitely dropping 'em Target, we boggarting, incompetence got a problem Neck breaks sounds placed, beside 'em old ca**ette tapes Gritty, capital city of d**h, we doing it that way(That way) Exactly how I'm supposed to sound, vent his funky a** Hold your nose when you pa**, we foul with it like uhh Trifling, excuse me, sh** on loosely Profusely use sweets like an Uzi, I broom sweep Unique, you weak, seek help or sweep quick Attempt your whip, sh**, over diam(ond) you get bent In half, I laugh, in rappers faces, stacked papers Just to make end's meet, working that grave shift This back in the day sh**, inspired by the great ones And we just on the way in, yeah back 2 basics [Verse 4: Oddisee] See hip hop fit me like a glove That I put on for my city, on for the love On for the gritty for the polish, with me It's a whole team full of artists above The subparness of what really Should be regarded as garbage and tossed in a shrub But yet, I'm lost in the will, and bewildered By who got the clout in the game and who willed it Greedy n***as shilled it, smart ones revealed it Some kin of me, go become enemies and steal it Real sh**, maybe because I live on a hill that My politics, trill, and the real n***as feel it And this is absurd, a n***a from the 'burbs Got nerve, saying bringing rap back to the curb Its not about nerve, but words The minds, and the action, in the racks, and I'm so verb