Back In The Building

(*talking*)

In case you forgot, a name

That's been ringing on your block, years

Independent hits, they always hot

So therefor all hail, the return of the king

[Hook]

Move around, cause I'm right back in the house

Back in the building, standing up for the South

Yeah, I'm one of the realest ever doin this

It's more than music, so homie join my movement and uh

Move around, cause I'm right back in the house

Back in the building, standing up for the South

Dropping hits, yep E's a star

And I'm right back, like I left the keys to my car whoa

[E.S.G.]

Move around, cause I'm right back in the house

One of the first up out the South, with thirty G's in my mouth

All these brand new rappers, they say they flipping birds

I guess it's the in thang, they say they sipping syrup

That's a damn lie, I never seen em with a cup

Say they ride big wheels, I never seen em in a truck

But I seen em riding a bus, let's be for real bro

Only seen em riding candy, was on the video

Now they saying that they smoke cush, cause everybody do it

I guess they get they ideas, from everybody music

I ain't talking bout one, cause it's mo' individuals

These boys in this rap game, so hypocritcal

So damn political, and don't even vote

Talking bout these dutches and swisha sweets, and don't even smoke

Brand new Rolex, or should I say recoupelex

Soon as the label give it to ya, they gon take it out ya check yeah

[Hook]

[E.S.G.]

Move around, cause I'm right back in the house

Some drop bricks, we drop hits down South

I can't lie, the hottest thang going is Swishahouse

But the whole movement started, at my homie Screw's house

I ain't hating homie, cause that's the god damn truth

Don't believe what I'm saying, come get some god damn proof

Tropicana orange juice, naw that ain't our color

We like candy blue or red, inside's peanut butter

That's interior dummy, don't relate or hate me

The picture ain't clear, I put it in HD

Ask some Southern DJ's, who drop hits they spin em

Yep Swangin' And Bangin', one of the songs of the millenium

Wanna be a Baller, that's a double platinum hook

I got about a thousand mo', in my notebook

Thousand fans waving they hands, me and Big Moe rocking in

While you big budget artists, hottest steady flopping man

[Hook]

[E.S.G.]

Move around, cause I'm right back in the house

It ain't no secret, trend setters down South

Working wood wheels, with TV's keeping it real

Look how many cats, trying to rock a ice grill

Look at Bun B's "Trill", number one on the charts

He was long overdue, you know that's straight from the heart

I pay homage to those, who opened do's and paved way

Getto Boys, Scarface, Pimp C and Lil' J

Suavehouse, Cash Money, No Limit to Screw

East coast West coast, yep I wanna thank you

For Run DMC, to the Tribe Called Quest

N.W.A., Snoop and Dre out West

Spice 1, Above the Law, there's so many groups

All the early entrpreneurs, like Russell Simmons and Lou

I'm the truth in the booth, a million hits on my sleeve

Every year I reutrn, like it's New Years Eve I'm screaming

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