get this back to where it belongs
Get This Back Where It Belongs **(Verse 1)** Ay, get this back to where it belongs, I know your wrongs, you know mine, we both singin' songs, Cappin' on the block, I’m flexin' with my crew, Fakes try to front, they ain't got a clue, I’m the king of this jungle, call me lion heart, Thuggin’ in the shadows, playin’ hard, it’s an art, Homies rollin’ deep, yeah, we trappin’ all night, House parties poppin’, got the vibe feelin' right. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Verse 2)** Finna hit the block, got the weight in the trunk, Cappin' on these fakes, got 'em feelin' like junk, Internal rhymes tight, I’m spittin’ with the rage, Street life’s a theater, I’m center stage, I’m hustlin’ hard, make it rain, no drought, Crew in the back, all my homies ready to shout, Party lights flashin’, but we keep it mad real, Cappin' on the fake, that’s the way that we feel. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Bridge)** Thug life, street dreams, we chase 'em every day, Cappin' on the low, but we out here to play, House party jumpin’, bottles poppin’ all night, Flexin’ on the scene, keepin' everything tight. **(Verse 3)** I’m the voice of the struggle, the sound of the hood, Cappin' on your lies, boy, misunderstood, Every corner’s a story, every block's got heat, In this life that we live, man, we never face defeat, Fakes all around, but they know what’s up, Straight livin’ the dream, never givin’ it up, So get this back, let’s reclaim our throne, We the kings of the hustle, can’t do it alone. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Outro)** So let it be known, in this life I roam, Cappin', rappin', trap, yeah, I’ve made it my home, From the block to the stage, we be breakin' the chains, Get this back to where it belongs, feel the flames.
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Get This Back Where It Belongs **(Verse 1)** Ay, get this back to where it belongs, I know your wrongs, you know mine, we both singin' songs, Cappin' on the block, I’m flexin' with my crew, Fakes try to front, they ain't got a clue, I’m the king of this jungle, call me lion heart, Thuggin’ in the shadows, playin’ hard, it’s an art, Homies rollin’ deep, yeah, we trappin’ all night, House parties poppin’, got the vibe feelin' right. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Verse 2)** Finna hit the block, got the weight in the trunk, Cappin' on these fakes, got 'em feelin' like junk, Internal rhymes tight, I’m spittin’ with the rage, Street life’s a theater, I’m center stage, I’m hustlin’ hard, make it rain, no drought, Crew in the back, all my homies ready to shout, Party lights flashin’, but we keep it mad real, Cappin' on the fake, that’s the way that we feel. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Bridge)** Thug life, street dreams, we chase 'em every day, Cappin' on the low, but we out here to play, House party jumpin’, bottles poppin’ all night, Flexin’ on the scene, keepin' everything tight. **(Verse 3)** I’m the voice of the struggle, the sound of the hood, Cappin' on your lies, boy, misunderstood, Every corner’s a story, every block's got heat, In this life that we live, man, we never face defeat, Fakes all around, but they know what’s up, Straight livin’ the dream, never givin’ it up, So get this back, let’s reclaim our throne, We the kings of the hustle, can’t do it alone. **(Chorus)** Get this back where it belongs, Ain't no room for fakes, just keep it strong, We ballin’ in the streets, watch the haters sing along, Cappin’ on your ass, you know that’s wrong. **(Outro)** So let it be known, in this life I roam, Cappin', rappin', trap, yeah, I’ve made it my home, From the block to the stage, we be breakin' the chains, Get this back to where it belongs, feel the flames.