Back On The Scene lyrics

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!