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Dres

Genres: Hip-Hop

Back On The Scene Lyrics - Dres

Here we go yo, here we go 

Pick it up yo, here we go 

 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and 

Slaughterhouse! 

 

Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi 

And yeah, I'm like Dres, I am like the black sheep 

I just want a gangsta bitch or I be a bad G 

You sound dry, your legs look a lil' hashy 

You thought what you said was classy 

But slaughterhouse been about breads since Freddy Blasy 

 

Freddy this ain't nasty 

I'm a rap assassin that's sittin' in the Aston 

That's cleaner then the demeanor on Eddie Haskell 

Call me the defense back on the track spit 

in the slaughterhouse pigs and you couldn't put it past me 

 

We'd been through a whole lot in the past 

'cause niggas bash us for bein' spazzes 

Let it be known we've never known for bein' average 

We prime like a corlio enactment 

When it comes to talent, we the Jackson's 

Eat a track we assassins 

We, mean, we back on the scene 

 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and 

Slaughterhouse! 

 

you spend twenties on flowers, me, 

I put doves on the rose 

That's why I'm in the club with your hoes 

Whatchu lookin' hard for 

Don't spill escargot on yourself 

And get slugs in your clothes 

 

We the ones with the flows 

Who hit em wit' the dope lines? 

The answer's right under your nose 

Whenever hip-hop's falling off the track 

We pick it up, pick it up, pick it up 

 

Til we, 

Back on the scene, crispy and clean 

Fix me some whiskey and lean 

Bitch we the kings 

Only time your music is fly in when I 

Use your compact disc as a Frisbee to fling 

 

I'm a cold young, niggar 

This your hoe? Come get her 

'Cause I'm so done, wit her 

And her whole tongue, glitter 

With the old cum, spitter 

Hit her and slide home, home run hitter 

 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and 

Slaughterhouse! 

 

Ow-wha 

It's a rap for your team 

When I get in that ring I put rap in the feignin' 

I don't know whats happening-ing 

Either I'm getting better 

Or y'all falling off like the sag in my jeans 

 

Relaxin' I'm clean, immaculate lean 

Goin' my two steps, somethin' fat in between 

Haters don't get mad at my dream 

Opposites attract 

I'm nice and the track is just mean 

 

So I'ma fuck it up, flow ? 

Olive button up, Bo Jackson's and green 

Fresh fitted cap on the bean 

Sorta like a spine on a movie screen 

Back on the scene 

 

Back under the lights like a get with the beam 

Back at the register wit' the plastic machine 

Back wearing my gold like magic, Kareem 

Back in the rap magazines 

Click! 

 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and 

Slaughterhouse! 

 

Check it 

Them rumors you heard about me I refute those 

The attribute of hoes 

Don't affect my attitude at all 

Die from what you told 

Blood on your new clothes 

'Cause even the biggest form a new bow 

 

What they want, till glocks wit' em 

Be in the box wit' em 

Tryna box wit' em while they got the ox wit' em 

Dot the eyes wit' em 

whole life's a rehearsal 

 

Cars got the horse power of that old spice commercial 

Silence when the vets speakin' 

I'm jet skiing wit lesbians 

You just seein', wanna just be him 

In the casino, spendin' petti-cash 

No worries I'm the same as what you met me as 

 

Bitches sayin' go ahead wit' your sexy ass 

Y'all can have my heart you can get it out this Plexiglas 

Here's a message to the haters 

I'll take money, power and fear, the respect'll come later 

 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and clean 

Back on the scene 

Crispy and 

Slaughterhouse! 

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