Back By Dope Demand by King Bee Lyrics
Back by Dope Demand
Cold from my skin to my bone through a heart of stone, like nothing you've ever known
Freezin' off the microphone, like nothing ever shown
'Cause every tone I feel I kill, and then I chill, still
Feel what is left is what I like, if you don't agree, "psyche"
'Cause I ain't got time to play with you, there are other things I have to do
I could lecture you with my texture, but I'd rather manufacture a posse
To like me for what I am, for all the rest I don't give a damn
I wanna be for real for what it's worth, I wanna be down to Earth
Givin' what I have inside, not the things that money buys
I play for keeps but I play it right, that's why I'm just so damn hype
So all you played actors and fakes, let me show you what it takes
I'm just one of a three man band and we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Goin' back 'cause when I'm on track we're gonna dance and party hard, Jack
'Cause I'm dealin' and feelin', so real and appealin', you can touch the ceiling, yes
'Cause the rhythm takes your soul, makes you loose control, so
If you've got second thoughts you better pack, 'cause time is what I lack
Time to make you see, I'm not doing this for me, this is all for you so help me out
Get down and shout : yo!
Yes the rest is up to you, it ain't hard just try to do
What you do best when you hear me go, on the dopest flow, Joe
I won't settle for any less, do your best but I must confess
I am the type so hard to please I ill, like a cold disease
So move your body from left to right, if you can't, stay out of sight
If you can, come on, take a stand, 'cause we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Gettin' low, feelin' high, like you're gonna fly, into the sky, over the top
Till the music drops, you know what I mean, that feeling, hard to stop feeling
Just to show who the hell you are dealing with
It's the mouth with the mastermind, one in a zillion, hard to find
Fusion with a hard to beat track, sting with a bee so I never look back
Fucking up that's a figure of speech, meaning the opposite : outta reach
Right y'all, that's what I'm saying, the cuts and even the words I'm just displayin'
'Pryme', the lyrics, 'All Star', the hands, we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Cold from my skin to my bone through a heart of stone, like nothing you've ever known
Freezin' off the microphone, like nothing ever shown
'Cause every tone I feel I kill, and then I chill, still
Feel what is left is what I like, if you don't agree, "psyche"
'Cause I ain't got time to play with you, there are other things I have to do
I could lecture you with my texture, but I'd rather manufacture a posse
To like me for what I am, for all the rest I don't give a damn
I wanna be for real for what it's worth, I wanna be down to Earth
Givin' what I have inside, not the things that money buys
I play for keeps but I play it right, that's why I'm just so damn hype
So all you played actors and fakes, let me show you what it takes
I'm just one of a three man band and we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Goin' back 'cause when I'm on track we're gonna dance and party hard, Jack
'Cause I'm dealin' and feelin', so real and appealin', you can touch the ceiling, yes
'Cause the rhythm takes your soul, makes you loose control, so
If you've got second thoughts you better pack, 'cause time is what I lack
Time to make you see, I'm not doing this for me, this is all for you so help me out
Get down and shout : yo!
Yes the rest is up to you, it ain't hard just try to do
What you do best when you hear me go, on the dopest flow, Joe
I won't settle for any less, do your best but I must confess
I am the type so hard to please I ill, like a cold disease
So move your body from left to right, if you can't, stay out of sight
If you can, come on, take a stand, 'cause we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Gettin' low, feelin' high, like you're gonna fly, into the sky, over the top
Till the music drops, you know what I mean, that feeling, hard to stop feeling
Just to show who the hell you are dealing with
It's the mouth with the mastermind, one in a zillion, hard to find
Fusion with a hard to beat track, sting with a bee so I never look back
Fucking up that's a figure of speech, meaning the opposite : outta reach
Right y'all, that's what I'm saying, the cuts and even the words I'm just displayin'
'Pryme', the lyrics, 'All Star', the hands, we're back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand
Back by dope demand