Time Machine

Keep it OG
 We're, we're talking to you
 We're talking, we're talking to you
 From the ti-, time machine control center (Sweatshop)
 Couldn't find a way to live for today
 Now I live for tomorrow
 Got a handful of stones
 And a handful of sorrow
 Baby got a bug
 Got a buck I can borrow
 Give it back if I can
 If I can't I'ma owe ya
 You know I'm gonna owe ya
 Be nice if the vagabond
 Girls get for ya
 Cleaner than ammonia
 Sicker than pneumonia
 Never let 'em on ya
 The taxman will phone ya
 I'm a soul that romps with the loaners
 Never been a poser known to cut corners
 The new order opposite of colder
 Hotter than a brother with a group of other soldiers
 Soul of a Golding Goldsmith
 Not as he is now I
 Vinnies not Vince, sold to the highest bid
 No peace offerings
 Warlord, warlord
 Born in an old street auction
 Traded for a record and some new stock options
 Pop got me then when he was like hoppin'
 Warlord, warlord
 I'm the name that the gods want to claim
 When they come to bring fame, put the truth in the game
 We the few that remain with the view that's the same
 As back in the day
 The party in the park hey
 Your head gets bumpin'
 The beat is clean
 I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
 I show you somethin'
 You ain't seen
 I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
 Everybody in the party say (hey)
 Everybody in the party say (ho)
 Everybody in the party say (hey)
 Everybody in the party say (ho)
 Your head gets bumpin'
 (Warlord)
 Yesterday oh yesterday
 What they do today will take your breath away
 Remember Saturday, it's a Saturday
 A smooth operator Big Daddy K
 Bring it back
 I do, I do
 Who bring it back
 My crew, my crew
 Sweatshop U with a new set of rules
 Understand, I'm in the center of the epicenter
 When I enter on the entertainer innovation better than your
 Plain Jane condescending corny and I'm kinda endin'
 Everything you do (what?)
 Everything is true
 Kids step aside let the King glide through
 I'm a size ten shoe
 You can take a walk in 'em if you want to
 But you better have rhythm enough
 And no it isn't enough
 To say you tough
 With jism, it's nuts
 'Cause that sucks sucker
 You ain't sayin' nothin', sucker
 I ain't even playin' with these stupid (motherfuckers)
 Back to the fact that the basement is back
 And the base is the backbone of the boom bat
 But we move raps over the tune of new tracks
 From the future I present the past I move back (I move back)
 Your head gets bumpin'
 The beat is clean
 I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
 I show you somethin' you ain't seen
 I got to bring it back, I am your time machine
 Everybody in the party say (hey)
 Everybody in the party say (ho)
 Everybody in the party say (hey)
 Everybody in the party say (ho)
 Your head gets bumpin' (warlord)
 Everybody in the right
 P-p-parking view from t-t-time machine control service
 What we gonna do right here?
 Go back b-b-b-b-back to the time
 Bring it back!
 Back to the time
 We're talking, we're talking to you from t-t-time machine control service
 Bring it back!
 Hey!
 Hey!
 Ho! Ho! Ho!
 Bring it back!