[ Wish Funk Master Flex could drop a bomb on this]
[ Verse 1 : James Virgodo]
Yeah, This my comeback season, we need sum innovation nothing but Klassic verses gotta guard my reputation
I'm so rejuvenated I'm so motivated, I took a hiatus, time was my favor but no time for favors
You timeline surfers do y'all got time savers?
Or are you tweeting away your life just to get favored?
The spotlights on a nigga in a dark alley
He seen alotta things but he never saw his daddy
You said alotta words but you never said nothing, I said nothing hope you take that as a mouth full
You asking questions as if a nigga had asked you?
Congratulations I graduated from f*ck you niggas to no comment!
Although some chose to be aliens, we goin be the comets
Please give me my space I was too down too earth, break bread with a nigga, he goin steal your dessert
Cut from a different cloth, can I borrow your shirt?
Unemployed minds ooo, ima put em to work
You niggas talk too much, ion talk enough
I sit back and I observe, beak down every word
Rather you like or dislike me, oo you goin get this work
I'm ...true to the art some feelings might just get hurt
By the way peep game, please don't go astray
It's always niggas on the "bench" trying to teach starters how to play
However the pieces may fall I'm giving my all
You niggas give cliche rhymes, consider yourself a burden
You only popping cus you got popped behind the curtains
And here's the curtain call, god level genius
I come back grieving
Come back savior
Come back heathen
Oh lawd he's back
And he's back for a reasonl
Bac against the wall for 22 seasons
Reinvented myself , Adopted new wealth
Oh yeah It's comeback season