Back Again
Rappin' 4-Tay Lyrics

Get a dose of my brand new twist
Listen to my latest unique style of rap

For your tape or compact disc
You can record this and listen later on a tape or CD

I'm no man when I'm off the indo
I feel different and not myself when I'm not high on marijuana

With a proper tempo and an instrumental
I need a good beat and music to perform this

I get so sick my homies know this
I am very good at this and my friends can attest

So kick on back because a player wrote this
Relax and enjoy my music because it is created by an expert

Type a rap you know the beat is phat
Write any rap you want, the music will always be great

And when I leave the party homies said you did that
People will appreciate and remember my performance even after I am gone

It's a bay thing an everyday thing
This is a characteristic style of music from the bay area and is performed every day

You do your thing and I'll do my thing
You can do what you want and leave me to do my thing in peace too

I take the mic I like to rip it up
I love to grab the microphone and show off my skill

And if you call my bluff I'm like "Nigga what?"
If anyone doubts me, I confidently challenge them and ask what their problem is

I am the rapper, 4-Tay
I am the rapper known as 4-Tay

Don't crowd me fool because you're in my way
Don't bother me because you're only blocking my path

I gotta run you over, hit the gas
I have to get to where I need to go fast

Buck in the next lane on that ass
I will pass you in the next lane with speed

I bet you never thought I had the capability
You probably didn't expect me to be capable of this

It's ninety-foe and I know that you feel me
It's 1994, and I know you understand me

Fools are comin way too ill-iac
People are trying too hard and being too sick or crazy

But a gang a the fools is comin way too whack
Unfortunately, a lot of people are coming up with a very terrible, unpleasant sound

I'm a drop another one for ninety-five
I'll release another great song next year in 1995

But it's ninety-foe 4-Tay has arrived
But for now, in 1994, 4-Tay is here

Fresh out the lab a little dab
This song is brand new and fresh

Hit the sucka with a right then a jab
I hit my haters with punches of my rap skills

Callin the kayo misscomayayo
I say confusing made-up words that sound cool

Then you gotta problem with a fool outta Frisco
If you have a problem, it's with me, a rapper from San Francisco

Now I'm off a that dank and gin, oh shit 4-Tay is back again
Now that I'm high on marijuana and gin, oh no, it's 4-Tay again

Somebody hold me hold me, I'm getting hyper
I'm getting excited and need someone to hold me back

A secretary couldn't fade me on a typewriter
No one can beat me at this, not even a typist

All these concepts and new arrivals
I come up with many new ideas and still welcome them

For ninety-foe I'm dropping fourteen titles
I'm releasing 14 tracks this year in 1994

Walk with this, ride with this, slide with this
My music is perfect for different settings and situations

Still guaranteed to move your hips
One thing won't change, my music will always make you dance

So do what cha want to girls get sassy
Ladies, do as you please, be confident and feisty

Oh get to talkin bout oooooh that's nasty
People might say 'eww that's disgusting' based on how you're dancing or your outfits

What's nasty the way you dancin
Your raunchy dance moves are what they find disgusting

Shakein you pants and
Shaking your hips and butt

Niggas be glancin
Guys can't help but sneak a peek at you

Don't blame it on the Rag Top mob
Don't associate it with specific groups, gangs, or neighborhood

Your just doin your thing I'm doin my job
You're having fun dancing, and I'm doing my work, performing

To a faster pace I lace the beat nicely
I match my fast-paced rap skills with a great beat

Once again friends it's so spicy
As always, my music is exciting and engaging

Finger lickin, never getting caught up no mo
My music is so good, you can't get enough of it once you start listening

Suckas want to see me stretched out on death row
Haters want to see me fail and locked up in prison

Instead of rockin every crowd that I run into
But instead, I own my performances and am loved by all my fans

But they can't fade me and sure can't fade you
No one can defeat our music and talent

From Frisco to Oaktown dank is smokin
From San Francisco to Oakland, everyone is smoking marijuana

Vallejo to San Jo niggas choking
Even from Vallejo to San Jose, people are choking on the smoke

I'm a do my part don't fight the feelin
I'll do what I do, so don't resist your emotions

Oh shit 4-Tay is back again
It's 4-Tay again, like it or not

Chorus (x2)
Repeating the chorus twice