Mordecai the Zenith - Welcome Back (feat. Nautquite & Shinobii Grim) Lyrics

I don't need no welcome back
I came to slay the wack
I meditate don't need a sac to fade away to black
I made a crew of mavericks
Hate the fool surpass 'em
Who are you to fathom
What I do to move the masses bitch?
Make tunes for the coons and the activist
You piddle paddle in the river thinking that's the shit
But never running through the jungle where the raptors is
Goddamn bet you put your trust in Sam and Trump
So can the funk
Febreze please I need relief
Like P.O.W's in Vietnam
I'm screaming NAH I don't need a condom
Saying f*ck 'em real slow like some old folks in maple syrup
I put my thang down flip it and reverse
I put my thang down flip it and reverse (oh word)

Why you gotta be a whole bitch
This shits old so abort it
I get bored of the whole biz
Control what you got within
No flow if you hold a pen with my name engraved behave or decapitate your way
I don't play games let me keep it straight
Full house of kings in my hand to lay
I only play ace to complete the team
And each bean will seed we'll eat good and breathe
And each hood will scream you get good or leave us
Cancun to Venus. Leo came thru to meet us
In shoes lookin glued to cement
Seen moves that'll chew the demons
Let loose when I choose to meet em
In booths where they soothe the penis
I aint use to the perks of fame
If it dont work then it hurts the same
It aint church when they curse the name
I aint the first to blame
When we burst in a hearse of flames
No sir cuz the worst to come
Better run to the caves or somethin
Cuz the world ain't a place for some
Too bad chance ain't afraid of nothin
Except two black hands in the face of death
We can change the rest
NAHFAM lives in your brain and chest (oh word)

Hey Nauty
Gone fall back let me put these niggas on track
Cuz they flows wack like four flats on a Cadillac
Trying to sell crack on my side of down gone get you shot down that's the deal foreal
Eastside murder worth ninjas raised to kill
Find me running through the chambers with stainless steel
Pop the trunk on ya governor I got no chill
And f*ck uncle Sam he ain't pay my bills
Truth be told I tried to give you a piece of the code
Even brought you to the south let you peep through the scrolls
You wasn't feeling me though
Cuz it was under your nose
I guess you can't see a thing when your third eye close
I expose all foes when im flexin with the mob
If you make a wrong move I'ma hit you with a hell NAHFAM
Keep it simple and fundamental Tim Duncan
Grim getting A's but yall flunking
Still dumping like a fully automatic to your dome
Making niggas phone home
E.T nah you can't see me
Im a ninja my Ginsu chop you like a blender
Better step light when you enter my zone
NAHFAM known to break bones don't sing a sad song guess I gotta bring the chrome
Cuz dumb ass rappers can't get with the flows (oh word)