Praverb the Wyse - Back in the Days lyrics

I'm an artist that mingles with the crowd like Ron Artest And I will conquest, this game one ear at a time I'm Goliath on this mic, I put fear in your spine (huh) I been new, my spirit's aligned I wannna be at Fat Beats, fans cheering in line Walking up the block, still hearing my rhymes Blazing from the subs, now you know that's love Getting pounds and hugs, probably performing in clubs A show deal from Lugz, T-shirts, and coffee mugs Never doing d** Cause that would be fiction I find myself trapped behind these bars I'm spitting Hip-hop dwells in my veins Kane, Kool G, and them cats that gave shell toes a name Since I was young, I studied the greats It's hip-hop 101, this is nothing you can fake [Chorus] 2x Let's take it back, back, back in the days When hip hop was really real, y'all rap to get paid But not me, I love to rap on stage And pour my heart out, I'm past that phase I'm an emcee fam, I control the vibe On the mic, rhyming with trapped souls inside I'm tired of you phone, fake, poser gus It's Dirk Diggler with the flow kid, open wide You can't breathe, some dudes tend to hold their sides So I give them flow one at a time, like Advil Feeling like Peter Gunz it's all Deja-Vu Had to Triumph over you k**a Bees, screaming wu I got a crew, that's too live, we Bout It man Used to Jump Around, wild out to House of Pain Krs-One he spoke about our history Used to listen to Chuck D and Public Enemy NWA, Dr. Dre before the Chronic Snoop Dogg, and all the west coast riders Big L, before he dropped Ebonics Canibus, before he started rapping about comets [Chorus] 2x