| The almighty… Demigodz!
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| Yo!
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| Ever since the big bang, before God had a name
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| Before the birth of earth or when the dinosaurs came
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| Way before cavemen were huntin' prehistoric game
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| Or Cleopatra pumped poison venom in her veins
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| Before the world changed when the Romans reigned
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| Before Jesus was slain and Noah watched for rain
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| 'Cause I’ve been waitin' longer to drop my CD
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| Then people who wait in line at the DMV
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| Yo, before the Lord himself said, «Let there be…»
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| There was me, Celph Titled… God MC
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| No frequencies to transmit, no hammers to grip
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| No flicks where they was killin' kids on summer campin' trips
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| Before you was coherent, my flows spirit co-existed in pyramids
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| Temples of holy lyrics, Homie I’m serious
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| Before Jehovah thought of y’all
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| I done payed dues, blown the fuck up, and fallen off (come on)
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| Don’t make me
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| Wait!
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| What will it
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| Take!
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| Let’s get this
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| Straight!
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| (Demigodz, don’t forget it or we gonna bring it!)
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Come on!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Bring it!
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| Before tats and the booze, two packs a day shit
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| In the lunch room battlin' chumps in they faces
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| Ever since cassettes I was deaf before the phrase
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| («So fresh»), for my age I needed a fuckin' agent
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| From out the basement I came when Kane did (uh)
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| Before K-Swiss was gay kicks for gay kids (I'm sayin')
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| For the sake of bein' abrasive
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| I’ll slit a ho’s throat so the bitch can’t say shit
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| Way before my Moms used to beat me with a switch (chyea!)
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| Suspended from school for callin' all my teachers a bitch (Bitch!)
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| Before I used to rock Lee’s with the creases that’s thick (uh huh)
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| Only time I dressed up was on Easter and shit (chyea!)
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| Basically I’m sayin' I’ve been patiently waitin' a long time (uh)
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| Before my Pops even thoughta knockin' up my mom (ha)
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| Before so many fake dudes tried to rhyme (uh huh)
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| They guarded angels got they ass whooped for stoppin' crimes (chyea!)
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| Don’t make me
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| Wait!
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| What will it
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| Take!
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| Let’s get this
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| Straight!
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| (Demigodz, don’t forget it or we gonna bring it!)
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Come on!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Before I was even conceived and kickin' the womb
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| Before I was able to breathe I was diggin' your tomb
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| Before I even had a style and the clips to fill it with
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| Before my brother Bilal ever hooked up with Syndicate
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| I was waitin' in the shack with Everlast before he had the knack
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| Way before it was cool to wear leather pants
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| Before sniffin' a line of 'caine left your mind numb
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| And Def Jef and Etta James dropped rhymes on drums
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| Feels like centuries or essentially
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| Longer then Flava Flav waited for the EMT’s
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| Before O.J. |
| got lucky they lost his fresh prints
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| Before they tried to switch up the aunts on Fresh Prince
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| Before Napoleon began to strategize
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| Or way before McDonald’s fucked up they apple pies
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| Before Capone committed a single crime
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| Bottom line, I’ve been waitin' a long fuckin' time
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| Don’t make me
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| Wait!
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| What will it
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| Take!
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| Let’s get this
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| Straight!
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| (Demigodz, don’t forget it or we gonna bring it!)
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Come on!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back
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| Yea!
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| Bring it back
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| Bring it, bring it, bring it back… |