The sound you appreciated is back with a twist
Not worried bout comp cuz I leave emcees pissed
I'm up six while they shooting bricks
I use the gift to uplift
Dig the situation that we're facing
Time will reveal what's real and what's not
So stop chasing
A thrill that's flagrant
In these days and ages
Life is amazing
You gotta fail to win and to begin
All I had was a pad and a pen
I started writing rhymes when I was 9
And I was singing way before i wrote a line
I represent for the people who wanna know
And for the people who appreciate the flow
Aint nothing change I'll still dig a crate
It's the return of Mr. TR-808
It's the voice that you loving with the beats that be kicking
Many emcees will attempt but can't trick it
Finesse it or bless it
I've been tested and I've passed
I shall last while others get gassed
Cuz they busy focused on limelight
Instead of getting the rhyme right
The flow is laminar
Hope you got stamina
Cuz I'm a natural like Benjamin Banneker
Do think twice bout who you coming after
No need to call me master
I'll still blast you
Capture minds of those who ain't blind and wanna get ahead
It's easier done than said
Straight up and down
I turn the party round
With lyrics that astound
And a mindset that's not found in many
You want rhymes Ill drop plenty
It's Mr. TR-808
Everybody say, can you feel me
Hey, can you feel me
On the Q-Tip, I'm amplified
This is New Jack modernised
Trust when I say I'm not the next guy
I gets live
I ain't the type to shuck and jive
Specialise in spontaneity
From A to Z
I blaze the beat
Money's in abundance
Cause I don't lack substance
You can't scratch or dub it
I do it cause I love it
Got the hustlers mentality
I know my parents are proud of me
Doing the best I can like the Michelin man
In front of me man
I'm from Michigan man
Where winters get Alaskan cold
And in the summer, brothers get bold and lose control
One thing about my soul, it's out the hole
And it's the TR-808, come on
Yeah, yeah
Uh, everybody say, can you, can you feel me
Yeah, can you feel me
Brizzl - Return Of Mr. TR-808 Lyrics
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English
The sound you appreciated is back with a twist
Not worried bout comp cuz I leave emcees pissed
I'm up six while they shooting bricks
I use the gift to uplift
Dig the situation that we're facing
Time will reveal what's real and what's not
So stop chasing
A thrill that's flagrant
In these days and ages
Life is amazing
You gotta fail to win and to begin
All I had was a pad and a pen
I started writing rhymes when I was 9
And I was singing way before i wrote a line
I represent for the people who wanna know
And for the people who appreciate the flow
Aint nothing change I'll still dig a crate
It's the return of Mr. TR-808
It's the voice that you loving with the beats that be kicking
Many emcees will attempt but can't trick it
Finesse it or bless it
I've been tested and I've passed
I shall last while others get gassed
Cuz they busy focused on limelight
Instead of getting the rhyme right
The flow is laminar
Hope you got stamina
Cuz I'm a natural like Benjamin Banneker
Do think twice bout who you coming after
No need to call me master
I'll still blast you
Capture minds of those who ain't blind and wanna get ahead
It's easier done than said
Straight up and down
I turn the party round
With lyrics that astound
And a mindset that's not found in many
You want rhymes Ill drop plenty
It's Mr. TR-808
Everybody say, can you feel me
Hey, can you feel me
On the Q-Tip, I'm amplified
This is New Jack modernised
Trust when I say I'm not the next guy
I gets live
I ain't the type to shuck and jive
Specialise in spontaneity
From A to Z
I blaze the beat
Money's in abundance
Cause I don't lack substance
You can't scratch or dub it
I do it cause I love it
Got the hustlers mentality
I know my parents are proud of me
Doing the best I can like the Michelin man
In front of me man
I'm from Michigan man
Where winters get Alaskan cold
And in the summer, brothers get bold and lose control
One thing about my soul, it's out the hole
And it's the TR-808, come on
Yeah, yeah
Uh, everybody say, can you, can you feel me
Yeah, can you feel me
Not worried bout comp cuz I leave emcees pissed
I'm up six while they shooting bricks
I use the gift to uplift
Dig the situation that we're facing
Time will reveal what's real and what's not
So stop chasing
A thrill that's flagrant
In these days and ages
Life is amazing
You gotta fail to win and to begin
All I had was a pad and a pen
I started writing rhymes when I was 9
And I was singing way before i wrote a line
I represent for the people who wanna know
And for the people who appreciate the flow
Aint nothing change I'll still dig a crate
It's the return of Mr. TR-808
It's the voice that you loving with the beats that be kicking
Many emcees will attempt but can't trick it
Finesse it or bless it
I've been tested and I've passed
I shall last while others get gassed
Cuz they busy focused on limelight
Instead of getting the rhyme right
The flow is laminar
Hope you got stamina
Cuz I'm a natural like Benjamin Banneker
Do think twice bout who you coming after
No need to call me master
I'll still blast you
Capture minds of those who ain't blind and wanna get ahead
It's easier done than said
Straight up and down
I turn the party round
With lyrics that astound
And a mindset that's not found in many
You want rhymes Ill drop plenty
It's Mr. TR-808
Everybody say, can you feel me
Hey, can you feel me
On the Q-Tip, I'm amplified
This is New Jack modernised
Trust when I say I'm not the next guy
I gets live
I ain't the type to shuck and jive
Specialise in spontaneity
From A to Z
I blaze the beat
Money's in abundance
Cause I don't lack substance
You can't scratch or dub it
I do it cause I love it
Got the hustlers mentality
I know my parents are proud of me
Doing the best I can like the Michelin man
In front of me man
I'm from Michigan man
Where winters get Alaskan cold
And in the summer, brothers get bold and lose control
One thing about my soul, it's out the hole
And it's the TR-808, come on
Yeah, yeah
Uh, everybody say, can you, can you feel me
Yeah, can you feel me
Writer: Daniel Hall
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