Back To 90s - Uncle Jobe

Uh, back to the hood of things Finally the TDRE is representing the PA So back up and all you loud mouths shut the hell up It's time to talk about the rumors we been hearing Stab me in my back and when I see you, chump you cheering You really jealous 'cause we're doing things, going places I should smack the phony smile off your face Before I made it, it was Jack Rules Town Yeah, so give me 30 cash for a fifty dollar food stamp That's the way it was and still is But people say we sold out since we hit the business uh Uh, so I decided to produce a gangsta swing To take it back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) 4x Uh, you used to be down, uh, you used to be poor, uh But now you're all that, because you do tours People call me Campbell because they think I'm suit Up on myself because I made a little loot You got famous model Benz, a Rollie through the hood Yeah, and the old dirty burger joint still smellin' good Uh, to show you ain't a damn thing change So come correct fool when you flex my name And if you don't punk, I gotta let you know Good Times is our favorite show Yeah, so here's a little funky gangsta swing To take you back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) 6x Ayo, R can we smack 'em with a third verse? Hell yeah! Well it's the third time the wreck shop'll get busy I'm with friends so way more open up so I can make my entry I'ma talk about the shit that been killing me 'Cause you been bumpin' your guns like Wrigleys G Sayin' he sounds like this, he sounds like that He sounds like this, he sounds like that Oh, what the fuck sounds like a nut in the middle of your gut Because you're full of jealousy because my fans love me Allah gave me talent, uh, so all praises to the Lord, see That's why I had to smack you with a gangsta swing To take you back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things) Well it's the 4th runner-up, last but not least It's the C-K-E-L to the Y, G You see my brother sold crack for a Benz That's when I had to step right up and put my two cents in How come you don't shoot craps like you used to? None of your business, get out of my face, fool Uh, because you're makin' me nervous And I'm about to knock you in your teeth Some say stone styles'll try to baffle I'm the real record and you just a weak sample Yeah, that's why he came up with a gangsta swing, uh To take you fools back to the hood of things Back to the hood of things (back to the hood of things)

Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Inhale and blow that smoke Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Them eyes are getting low Napasarap kwentohan nating dalawa Napapakapit ka Mga kamay onti onting lumibot mula itaas paibaba Mga matang mababa'y hinayaan nang pumikit ugh Walang mang aabala Atin ang gabi Kahit pa abotin ng umaga ohhh Lemme switch the flow I'll go fast to slow She ride it like a pro She ride it like a pro Smokin' and lovin' oh Smokin' and lovin' oh Smokin' and lovin' oh Smokin' and lovin' oh Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Inhale and blow that smoke Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Them eyes are getting low Tatanggapin mo pa ba 'ko? Kahit madalas ang pag sindi ko sa kuwako Kalakip ang malagkit na lungti nako ako ay hindi magbabago para lamang saiyo kaya Kung maari tanggapin mo kung sino na ako Wag kang umoo pagka di sigurado Sapagkat inaaya lang naman kitang tumungong alapaap, sumulong sa payapa't wag Sumuko sa pangarap Ayaw mo bang tayong dalawa ay lumipad? Ang sabi mo ayaw mo subalit ikaw ay kumindat Mapusyaw nating pagsasama ay biglaan na lamang tumingkad Mabisang pampagaan ng pakiramdam kapagka bumigat Mga mata'y ginawang lamlam ng dahon Buong katawan ramdam ang alon Nakahiga sa ulap ako'y hagkan pag bangon Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Inhale and blow that smoke Halika na sa alapaap Di mo na kailangan mag alinlangan pa Pagka kuha mo sa kanan Sulitin ang tsansa Hayaan mo lang na maramdaman mo Them eyes are getting low

I'm just a broken instrument in the hands of the Greatest So if the notes are off it's 'cause I ain't nothin' to play with And you can fault me, but ain't we all off key Majorin' in the minors like there ain't no errors behind us Somehow he still makes these melodies with my felonies I ain't buyin' nothin' they sellin' me what you tellin' me Broken pieces actin' like we ain't cracked Man we all messed up and cain't no one escape that We some broken people Came from broken homes Broken hearts inside of a broken soul Alcoholics, the addicts English, African, Arabs Ain't no riches to fix it You still broke when you have it If you ain't breakin' bad and you still chasin' the habit It ain't no wonderland so we still chasing the rabbit Ain't a soul on the planet That's better than another And we all need grace in the face of each other All the pieces on the ground I shattered all the dreams I thought I found Can you put me back together? I need your grace for my flaws God I'm broken in this mess I've made I need you to restore me From Heaven we all small Can't nobody buy tickets You better have will call That reaper he will call They hurt just like me Work just like me Lust of the flesh the pride of life they flirt with like me Regardless of our money we all broke together And if we don't swallow our pride we gon choke together Tryna hold onto our lives with these clumsy hands Fell off the wall of purity Doing that Humpty dance Forget the king's horses Forget the king's men The King is coming to put us back together again Been fighting since my daddy left Fighting for approval Think I don't know tryna get this world to love me is futile We Tyler Durden won't be the burden of being less Than what we were made to be like being what they suggest We are outsiders, outliers Out cry is loud, the meek inherit the earth And God opposes the proud All the pieces on the ground I shattered all the dreams I thought I found Can you put me back together? I need your grace for my flaws God I'm broken in this mess I've made I need you to restore me Your presence in me Is all the strength that I need Your presence in me Is all the strength that I need And I'll always be home And I'll always be home All the pieces on the ground I shattered all the dreams I thought I found Can you put me back together? I need your grace for my flaws God I'm broken in this mess I've made I need you to restore me You never left me You never ran off You never gave up You never left me You never ran off You never gave up You never left me You never ran off You never gave up You never left me You never ran off You never gave up