Return
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Seconds after I have been swept off my feet
Open through the doors and in steps the beat
Complete with medical packs and four fours
Looked at me and said "damn this nigga need god"
Bored, apart in the streets he got beat
The meat, a disinfranchised he left wheat
Me, these images I could'nt ignore
This man's slim, sported a red glim, notcing damage within
We remove bullets and pack skin
The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry
At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry
And I have bad, tied the hostages with his gat
Told 'em break the fuck out and never look back
They have the form like meiogy for the kamikaze
Then they got me walking out pass the local paparazzi
I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor
We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data
I repay a major situation across town, my music is lost sound
Cause they had us locked down.
They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past
Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs
Then they facing masteries, just fittin lack of pieces
what's dope and hope that we accept the wack atheists, jesus
where's the chamber? Allow me the become the scum rearranged uh
They said "focus ya anger" and bring the rhymes that you wrote
Because these folks will hang ya
I accepted their concerns turn to him and said
"fuck that written shit I'll flip that kid off the head"
What about the feds? Ayo we left them a decoy
We didn't want the beats to know we brought back the be -Boy
[Chorus]
Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back) x4
[Verse 2]
Hip hop is so wack, the beats are fighting back
And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Step by step I'm headed toward the set to analyze the threat
And make him regret, the day that we met
I suspect he got a smooth box, I head into the rooftops
Where I'll make me strategy so I can splatter them
They were only half of them, five less rappers alive
So we can vibe the stand and then, dope they didn't coincide
They were half religious, and vicious, with dark wishes
Which is to assure the core of hip hop which is snitches
I dropped dimes on how to travel back in time
So they can melt and miss the nine pioneers patterns to rhyme
And I'm furious, seething at what I'm seeing
Soon those niggaz won't be breathing
I've seen what I got so I'm leaving
Cause I want to, set up to stop up for the evening
Niggaz hopped on my shitlist with a swiftness
I'm about to rip this, come fear witness
[Beat plays for About 20 seconds]
[chorus] x2
[beat changes]
[Mr. Lif begins rapping]
Mic Check!
We had ill static, over illmatic, I reached for it
This nigga said I couldnt have it
So tragic they try to counter my magic, I'm rabid
I reached for his fuckin face and grabbed it
Nigga, how the fuck did you figure
You can Interfere with the music so potent
That I need to just go for a moment
Before I moved on.
Then I heard two songs
Spit flavor from those head up the 36 chambers
I'm about to bring this nigga danger
He was illucive an uncle tom carry a nuciance
Strong and spiritually useless
I gave him flashbacks, of niggaz gettin treated like labrats
Beatin with sticks and straps
Hidden with conscience, held a mirror up to his face
The motherfucker jetted out of the place
Who's next to get me vexed this rapper making idle threats
Claiming that he got contacts, I stepped to him slow
Looked deep in his eyes, see another person was within him
Cause he's living a lie
A rap nearly operation
Told him that man was not meant to leave earth's population
These talks left him pacing, now he suffers from brain disintergration
No thoughts or information, it started raining visibility low
This had no effects on my abilities though
To murder an MC is standing procedure
Looked and see this cat gone follow the leader
But I'm a cheater, the abdomen and chester leader
The primary feature, my intense earth to to bleed ya
All this blood stream, and I'm steadily aiming
To find the next nigga for naming
that's when the death sticks came in, hand me
This mega large nigga tried to brand me
I thought the mega blast to enemies
Then my mind aged to centuries
Futuristic data, for a complex matter
This power left to cater, I can compete with the equator
Smiled I can see him through the earth's vapors
Looked him up and down, as we walked toward solid ground
What mind, jaw dropped looked what I found
Classics like Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, EMPD and RUN DMC
But when we get three feet
Criminal mind takes a nation a mill, Time to kill
Run DMC self titled, this nigga my arch rival
Survival, not liable, got up close and what I signed couldnt believe
My enemy was a genetic replica of me
That means self is the biggest tour
It could me the bigger fall, a truly vicious type of war
So now I'm thrown off, taken back to back, I didn't know how to react
To lack a plan of attack, but it was in full effect, connect
He didn't affect my intellect, but thoughts I couldnt accept
Images of my grandmother in that old folks home
Became Very vivid in my dome, this method of rap is telepathic
Damage of my mental fabric, hell a vibe or I have it
Criminal I can't stand it,or understand it yet my torture was expanded
By thoughts that he commanded, had a vision of my uncle sitting down
By himself, meanwhile he's breaking down my physical health
Chronicle inseperable thoughts, to my head
98 percent of which were absorbed by my dreads
The other 2 percent I accepted, just so I can feel the heat again
Had a vision of my defeat of him
So now I'm back, strapped and intact
Increasing my brain waves to maximum impact
Thoughts were un holdly, slowly up he looked me up and down coldly
Like I'm the motherfuckin chrome be
And I am damned I dropped the mic from my hand
Saw some open land so I ranned
But as the gem has past hearts, my man had blast shots
Bloodcots stopped ciculation from my nog
My ego's dead my humiliation to mumble feeble shit
Suddenly had a dream of desert eagle clips
So who's me, maybe this oozie, cold hard and steel
With a sign that says use me
I call on Susie, and tell what you see
Usually, I wouldn't let a biter confuse me
Much of this instance, make a difference
So started to think with, the innocence fit infants incents of incest
Burn in inscents, I'm intense
Funny how the powerful scent just dense his senses
don't even comment on the senses, I sent this razor sharp tone
To relentless, sequences that leap fences
beating all human kind to defenseless
So I shift for, never sick for
with a swift sword, clipped and flipped this mic for
Speechless, never wit weakness
he tried to use the heat of his desire to beat Lif
Be my guest, take a guess who was left to mess
And at peace request
I summoned the sun to burn a whole in his chest
[Mr. Lif Talking to the end]
The song "Return" by Mr. Lif is a rap song in which the artist describes his experiences facing the challenges of the hip hop world. Through the lyrics, Mr. Lif narrates a story of his encounter with a group of rappers who he believes are detracting from the genre of hip hop. The song has two verses, each of which carries the message of the importance of preserving the true spirit of hip hop.
In the first verse of the song, Mr. Lif refers to a group of rappers who are making beats that do not align with the essence of hip hop. He describes the encounter as a volatile atmosphere that has brought forth a group of personas that are not true to the genre. The artist makes it clear that he is there to bring hip hop back to its roots and vows to take out anyone who stands in the way of his mission. The second verse is a continuation of the first, with Mr. Lif now fully engaged in the challenge of weeding out those who have lost touch with hip hop. Here he describes a few of the rappers who he sees as destroying the genre, and how he uses his skill and prowess to take on these rappers one by one.
The song "Return" by Mr. Lif has a deep and powerful message about the importance of keeping hip hop authentic. The song is characterized by an intense and fast-paced beat that is typical of the genre. The lyrics of the song are inspired by the personal experiences of Mr. Lif, who is an experienced and insightful artist. The song highlights the importance of staying true to the essence of hip hop, and it does so in a manner that is both provocative and poignant.
Line by Line Meaning
Seconds after I have been swept off my feet
Immediately after being completely captivated
Open through the doors and in steps the beat
The music enters and takes control
Complete with medical packs and four fours
Prepared with tools and weapons
Looked at me and said 'damn this nigga need god'
Realizing the struggle and need for help
Bored, apart in the streets he got beat
Feeling disconnected and defeated
The meat, a disinfranchised he left wheat
The core, feeling alienated, abandoned hope
Me, these images I could'nt ignore
I couldn't ignore the visions
Personas of the rhythm who just walked through the store
Representations of the music itself entering my life
This man's slim, sported a red glim, notcing damage within
This man is thin, with a hint of danger, recognizing internal wounds
We remove bullets and pack skin
We heal wounds and protect the vulnerable
The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry
The music intensifies and brings back awareness, assuring me
At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry
He warns against hasty actions in chaotic moments
And I have bad, tied the hostages with his gat
And I, feeling anger, held the hostages with his gun
Told 'em break the fuck out and never look back
Instructed them to escape and move on
They have the form like meiogy for the kamikaze
They possess an appearance like the preparation for a suicide mission
Then they got me walking out pass the local paparazzi
Then they guided me past the media attention
I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor
I see everyone coming back to life, bringing an undeniable energy
We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data
We arrived to rescue and retrieve valuable information
I repay a major situation across town, my music is lost sound
I address a significant issue in the city, my music is neglected
Cause they had us locked down
Because they had us confined and restrained
They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past
They, referring to mediocre rappers, had us fooled in the past
Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs
Amateur performers who create meaningless music and jokes
Then they facing masteries, just fittin lack of pieces
Then they encounter skilled artists, realizing their own lack of talent
what's dope and hope that we accept the wack atheists, jesus
They try to pass off mediocre work and hope we accept it, comparing themselves to nonbelievers
where's the chamber? Allow me the become the scum rearranged uh
Where can I find the source of power? Let me transform the undesirables
They said 'focus ya anger' and bring the rhymes that you wrote
They told me to channel my anger and perform the lyrics I prepared
Because these folks will hang ya
Because these people will criticize and attack me
I accepted their concerns turn to him and said
I acknowledged their worries, then turned to him and responded
'fuck that written shit I'll flip that kid off the head'
I reject the idea of pre-written lyrics and decide to freestyle
What about the feds? Ayo we left them a decoy
What about the authorities? We tricked them with a distraction
We didn't want the beats to know we brought back the be-Boy
We didn't want the music industry to realize we revived the essence of hip-hop
Hip hop is so wack, the beats are fighting back
Hip-hop has become weak, but the music is trying to regain strength
And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map
I was sent on a mission to confront and challenge the status quo
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Symbols mark the rappers who have lost touch with their true essence
Furocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Intense academies that thrive on the next moment of inspiration
Step by step I'm headed toward the set to analyze the threat
I proceed cautiously towards the stage to assess the enemy
And make him regret, the day that we met
And make him feel remorse for crossing paths with me
I suspect he got a smooth box, I head into the rooftops
I suspect he has a hidden weapon, so I move to higher ground
Where I'll make me strategy so I can splatter them
Where I'll devise my plan to defeat them convincingly
They were only half of them, five less rappers alive
There were only a few of them left, five less rappers remaining
So we can vibe the stand and then, dope they didn't coincide
So we can create a harmonious atmosphere, but they didn't fit in
They were half religious, and vicious, with dark wishes
They were partly devoted to their craft, and cruel, with sinister intentions
Which is to assure the core of hip hop which is snitches
Which is to protect the essence of hip-hop from informants
I dropped dimes on how to travel back in time
I shared valuable information on time travel
So they can melt and miss the nine pioneers patterns to rhyme
So they can vanish and lose out on the knowledge of the original rap pioneers
And I'm furious, seething at what I'm seeing
And I'm enraged, overwhelmed by what I witness
Soon those niggaz won't be breathing
Soon those individuals won't be alive
I've seen what I got so I'm leaving
I've seen what I have accomplished, so I'm moving on
Cause I want to, set up to stop up for the evening
Because I desire to prepare for the upcoming event
Niggaz hopped on my shitlist with a swiftness
Individuals quickly angered me and made it on my list of enemies
I'm about to rip this, come fear witness
I'm about to showcase my skills, so be prepared to be amazed
Mic Check!
Testing the microphone
We had ill static, over illmatic, I reached for it
We had incredible controversy, over an iconic album, I couldn't resist
This nigga said I couldnt have it
This person claimed I couldn't possess it
So tragic they try to counter my magic, I'm rabid
It's a tragedy that they attempt to oppose my talent, I'm furious
I reached for his fuckin face and grabbed it
I aggressively grabbed his face
Nigga, how the fuck did you figure
Dude, how do you even come to that conclusion?
You can Interfere with the music so potent
You think you can disrupt the powerful music
That I need to just go for a moment
That I need to unleash my talent
Before I moved on.
Before I continue with my journey.
Then I heard two songs
Then I heard two powerful tracks
Spit flavor from those head up the 36 chambers
Filled with flavor like the influential Wu-Tang Clan album 'Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)'
I'm about to bring this nigga danger
I'm about to cause serious harm to this person
He was illucive an uncle tom carry a nuciance
He was elusive, a sell-out, causing trouble
Strong and spiritually useless
Strong physically but spiritually empty
I gave him flashbacks, of niggaz gettin treated like labrats
I reminded him of the mistreatment of Black individuals
Beatin with sticks and straps
Being physically abused
Hidden with conscience, held a mirror up to his face
Awakening his conscience, showing him the truth
The motherfucker jetted out of the place
He quickly fled the scene
Who's next to get me vexed this rapper making idle threats
Who's the next one to anger me, this rapper making meaningless threats
Claiming that he got contacts, I stepped to him slow
Claiming that he has influential connections, I approached him calmly
Looked deep in his eyes, see another person was within him
Looked deeply into his eyes and saw another entity behind them
Cause he's living a lie
Because he's living a false reality
A rap nearly operation
A surgical procedure in the world of rap
Told him that man was not meant to leave earth's population
Informed him that humans were not meant to destroy the earth
These talks left him pacing, now he suffers from brain disintergration
These discussions made him worried and now he experiences mental deterioration
No thoughts or information, it started raining visibility low
No thoughts or knowledge remaining, the visibility decreased due to rain
This had no effects on my abilities though
But it didn't affect my skills and talents
To murder an MC is standing procedure
To kill a fellow rapper is common practice
Looked and see this cat gone follow the leader
Looked and noticed this person imitating others
But I'm a cheater, the abdomen and chester leader
But I'm a trickster, the mastermind and the one in control
The primary feature, my intense earth to to bleed ya
The main attraction, my powerful presence to dominate you
All this blood stream, and I'm steadily aiming
This overflowing blood and I'm consistently targeting
To find the next nigga for naming
To identify the next person to challenge
That's when the death sticks came in, hand me
That's when the deadly weapons became available, give them to me
This mega large nigga tried to brand me
This huge person tried to label and control me
I thought the mega blast to enemies
I considered launching a massive attack on my foes
Then my mind aged to centuries
Then my mind felt ancient, like it had existed for centuries
Futuristic data, for a complex matter
Advanced information, for a complicated situation
This power left to cater, I can compete with the equator
This power is mine to manipulate, I can rival the intensity of the equator
Smiled I can see him through the earth's vapors
I smiled, I can see him through the mist around us
Looked him up and down, as we walked toward solid ground
Examined him from head to toe, as we moved towards stable ground
What mind, jaw dropped looked what I found
I was shocked by what I discovered
Classics like Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, EMPD and RUN DMC
Classic hip-hop groups like A Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, EMPD, and RUN DMC
But when we get three feet
But when we come closer
Criminal mind takes a nation a mill, Time to kill
A criminal mindset impacts society, time for destruction
Run DMC self titled, this nigga my arch rival
Run DMC's self-titled album, this person is my main competitor
Survival, not liable, got up close and what I signed couldnt believe
Surviving, not responsible, got close and couldn't believe what I saw
My enemy was a genetic replica of me
My opponent was someone identical to me
That means self is the biggest tour
That means facing myself is the greatest challenge
It could me the bigger fall, a truly vicious type of war
It could result in my downfall, a brutal and intense war
So now I'm thrown off, taken back to back, I didn't know how to react
So now I'm disoriented, caught off guard, unsure how to respond
To lack a plan of attack, but it was in full effect, connect
Lacking a specific strategy, but the battle was in motion, making connections
He didn't affect my intellect, but thoughts I couldnt accept
He didn't impact my intelligence, but his thoughts were difficult for me to agree with
Images of my grandmother in that old folks home
Memories of my grandmother in the nursing home
Became Very vivid in my dome, this method of rap is telepathic
Became extremely clear in my mind, this style of rap is telepathic
Damage of my mental fabric, hell a vibe or I have it
Causing harm to my mental state, creating a negative atmosphere around me
Criminal I can't stand it, or understand it yet my torture was expanded
I can't tolerate or comprehend this criminal behavior, yet my suffering increased
By thoughts that he commanded, had a vision of my uncle sitting down
By his dominating thoughts, I had a vision of my uncle sitting alone
By himself, meanwhile he's breaking down my physical health
Alone, while he's deteriorating my physical well-being
Chronicle inseperable thoughts, to my head
Unending thoughts, constantly present in my mind
98 percent of which were absorbed by my dreads
98 percent of which were absorbed by my hair
The other 2 percent I accepted, just so I can feel the heat again
The remaining 2 percent I embraced, just to feel the passion again
Had a vision of my defeat of him
Envisioned my victory over him
So now I'm back, strapped and intact
So now I'm back, equipped and ready
Increasing my brain waves to maximum impact
Amplifying my mental power to its maximum potential
Thoughts were un holdly, slowly up he looked me up and down coldly
My thoughts were relentless, he looked at me coldly from top to bottom
Like I'm the motherfuckin chrome be
Treating me like I'm the ultimate enemy
And I am damned I dropped the mic from my hand
And I am cursed, I let go of the microphone
Saw some open land so I ranned
Saw an opportunity to escape, so I ran
But as the gem has past hearts, my man had blast shots
But as time passed, my companion started shooting
Bloodcots stopped ciculation from my nog
Blood clots blocked circulation to my brain
My ego's dead my humiliation to mumble feeble shit
My pride is shattered, and I can only mumble weak words
Suddenly had a dream of desert eagle clips
Suddenly had a vision of powerful weapons
So who's me, maybe this oozie, cold hard and steel
So who am I, perhaps I am the weapon, cold and unyielding
With a sign that says use me
With a message indicating that it should be utilized
I call on Susie, and tell what you see
I call on my weapon, and ask it to reveal what it sees
Usually, I wouldn't let a biter confuse me
Normally, I wouldn't let someone imitate me and cause confusion
Much of this instance, make a difference
In this moment, make an impact
So started to think with, the innocence fit infants incents of incest
So I began to think with a pure mindset, blending the innocence of children and the taboo of incest
Burn in inscents, I'm intense
Ignite the incense to create a strong aroma, I'm intense
Funny how the powerful scent just dense his senses
Ironically, the potent scent overwhelms his senses
don't even comment on the senses, I sent this razor sharp tone
Don't even question my senses, I conveyed this cutting-edge message
To relentless, sequences that leap fences
To unyielding, unstoppable sequences that overcome obstacles
beating all human kind to defenseless
Conquering all of humanity, leaving them helpless
So I shift for, never sick for
So I adjust, never feeling ill or weak
with a swift sword, clipped and flipped this mic for
with a quick and precise strike, I grabbed and flipped this microphone
Speechless, never wit weakness
Unable to speak, never showing weakness
he tried to use the heat of his desire to beat Lif
He tried to use his intense determination to defeat Lif
Be my guest, take a guess who was left to mess
Go ahead, guess who was left to deal with the aftermath
And at peace request
And request peace
I summoned the sun to burn a whole in his chest
I called upon the power of the sun to create a hole in his chest
[Mr. Lif Talking to the end]
Mr. Lif continues the conversation until the end
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@Jomber
Even the characters on the TV ran away.
@nehemiahpouncey3607
😂
@FreakyLynx
I love that little detail.
@user-uo5xc6sq7h
They didn't want the smoke 😤
@user-uw9io4hl5g
0:57
@potatolord7284
OH MY GOD THEY DO
@TheLordmep
The man was chased by a literal killer demon, yet his boss is the scariest thing he's ever encountered.
@halowaffle25
He's just like me fr...
@patrickfrost9405
The boss ATE that demon
@sheagaming
I’d be more terrified if my boss did that than if a demon chased me