Way back when
Guess who's back?
Canarsie Brooklyn where this rapper was originated
Still on the streets with my peeps so deep
Man
I got a Story to tell
Way Back Then
Arrows coming out quivers
Now a days they pull triggers
Police watch us
I say U can’t stop us
Am I out of my mind for the what, millionth time?
The Rapper
The Prophet
The Black Can’t Crack
The One Who saved the day
Way Back Then
[Chorus:1]
I'm the 4-1
From Way Back Then
From the time everybody sinned
When I was the lion
[Verse 2:Truth]
Yeah, You heard it write
I’m right
My name is Biblical
“God is my Judge”
I serve the king and his successors with loyalty and ability
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