[Intro:] I guess it's been quite awhile...and I feel like I'm finally back now! And, uh, I guess it feels good...(laughs)

[Verse One]: I guess I got my swagger back, make some room, make some room while I bring the doom.
Doom on the tomb of the loom of the beast, rise like the priest in the west of the east.
In the east, all you see is the sun, when the sun is done, there is [just] none.
I am the one with the sun in the sky, I take it from here to just Shanghai.
I’m just high off life, drunk on water, headed to the South like my Alma Mater.
If North is South, then we living on a prayer, if a drum is a hi-hat, where is the snare?
They stop and stare, pure confusion, soul and swag, just bump like contusion.
Y’all losing, we been here winning, chillin' in Vegas with the city that’s sinning.

[Hook]: I want that old thing back! (x3)
Give it back, give it back, I just want it back!

[Verse Two]: I told y’all before I was just getting back, now I’m back, ain’t here to relax.
Told y’all before, I’m here to stay, ain’t going nowhere, I just came to play
Time to play the game, own it, believe it, if you got a dream, you better try to reach it.
Reach your goals and your dream, get on the grind, just scheme for the cream.
Ain’t gotta be a baller, a big shot caller, don’t worry bout the height, you’ll be a little taller.
Taller in your mind, your spirit, your soul, reaching your dreams, going for the goal.
Touchdown, throw down, then they wanna show down, then they wanna act up, then they wanna act clown.
Get Down, hit the road, jack, my crews make up what ya boys just lack!

[Hook]: I want that old thing back! (x3)
Give it back, give it back, I just want it back!

[Verse Three]: Time to breathe, catch the wind, catch the case, I apprehend.
Got the win, it’s over now, hasta la vista, bye-bye, ciao.
Chow down on the wack attack, got the whole target on my back.
They can’t act up, they can’t back up, they so wack, uh, make me yak up.
It’s so ridiculous, they so conspicuous, acting all suspicious, they all some fishes.
Fishes of the sea, chicken of the sea, y’all just tuna, getting ate by me.
Eatin y’all for breakfast, lunch and dinner, y’all ain’t on my level, y’all just beginner.

[Hook]: I want that old thing back! (x3)
Give it back, give it back, I just want it back!

Verse Four: The man on a mission, the man of the hour, time’s up, now I got the power.
Call me Snap? Nah, call me Shaft! Just a bad motha sucka who hones his craft.
Me and my crews too, working real hard at what we do.
We do what we do and we do it well, cooking up somethin, yes, do you smell?
Smash City are the homies, my bros for life, all on tact, just sharp like a knife.
S.O.S with my brother from another mother, painting towns red with something or another.
Then you got New Life, bringing new melodies, giving y’all soul for your sole, yes, the remedy.
Back to the melody, back in black, I want that old thing back!

[Hook]: I want that old thing back! (x3)
Give it back, give it back, I just want it back!

[Hook]: I want that old thing back! (x3)
Give it back, give it back, I just want it back!