Culture by Ms.Elle

Put on the backpack, throw on the snapback
When that is intact, suddenly then I rap
Young movement on point like a thumb tac
Hit you with the beat it’s so hard
It’s hard for you to slap
We gonna keep this on the down low
We be on some real shit nobody just has to know
Comin’ down silent like the winter season first snow
Then we gonna hit you with the storm like 20 below
And the haters saying “Hello”
Hit ‘em with the bird other hand a cigarillo
On that fast track, got my foot up on the pedal
And the fire underneath me goin’ mad like it’s the devil
You movin’ real weight?
Huh? How’s that?
All I see are sucky rhymes fixed with a fanny pack
On a journey best believe I’m never comin’ back
On that plateau so I’m busy singing sharps and flats
Now, shout out the Left Eye, my girl Aaliyah too
Real hip-hop died when we lost you
Forget the game, where’s the real rap?
I hope to be the culture that can finally bring it back

Bring it back

4 am on the tracks I ride
Hittin’ Bushwick quick for them feels and dives
This a Brooklyn chick, she ain’t even gotta try
This a Brooklyn pick, this rank is high
Imma buy, all the bodega wine and the fries
Chop cheese gimme late night imma thrive
Bye bye, city gone crazy
Subway fights in daylight don’t phase me
Bay Ridge pride, Italian pastries
Broke and tired, this city done made me
21 was sippin’ lemon with the Jack
Sky fall gotta call a yellow cab
Bring it back
90’s flow with the new rap
Fugeee gold and pose with the whole pack
De La Soul and Bose off the roof track
I got soul and blues with the new slaps
Boom bap, boom bap
Throw an O when I put ‘em on the map
Boom bap, boom bap, boom bap
Get to beatin when I’m puttin’ on the MAC
It’s a wrap now

Bring it back

• Hip Hip
• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• RnB
• RnB.
• rap & hip-hop
• soul
• underground hip hop
• westcoast
• Portland