CAPO on 3rd Fret

Fm x02210
F x32010
G 320033
C 133211

[Verse I]
We going Fmback to the front, Fgive them what they want
GBack to the past, Cretro glass
FmBack to the leader, Fback to reviews
Take them Gback to the future
Take Cthem to the true school
Cause Fmwe was breaking atoms, Flive at the barbeque
GNow we reminiscing, Cpumping Audio Two
FmListening to niggas, Fniggas with them attitudes
GApl with some Black Sheep Cscreaming
"You can get with Fmthis or you can get with Fthat"
Smoke emGcees, or you could smoke Ccrack
You can sell Fmdope, or you can sell Fraps
I sell dope Graps cause that's where it's Cat
Now I'm back on the Fmscene, crispy and Fclean hip hop Gfiend
Source MagaCzine, World FaFmmous is the Supreme FTeam
SP-G1200 drum maCchine, hail to FmLatifah she be the Fqueen
DMGC and Run be the Ckings, king of Fmrock
My nigga Ice-FT killed a cop
And we Gbe to rap what key be to Clock

FmI'm cool like that, FI'm cool like that
I Gmove like that because I'm sCmooth like that
I Fmrap like that because I'm Fphat like that
I Grock like that because I Cgot it like that
And FmI'm ill like that, sFkilled like that
GPhil-i-ppines, cause I Cfeel like that
I'm Fmreal like that, yes, I'm Fchill like that
We Ggots the chillC 

[Verse II]
I got Fmpounds and pounds of Fpeas you know
GI'm not Large Professor but CI'm an extra pro
FmPunks jump up to Fpunk rock'n'roll
The GMaster P-nut is a Cpistachio

The Peas peak past the pinnacle plateau

Posses a fresh Porsche, I don't push Peugeot

Packing out paper in a pass I was pulled

Get paid to rock mics and used to call the show

Here we go, yo, here we go, yo

Check the flow yo, cause this retro

It's my classic mani-fucking-festo

Lyrically I'm magic, fucking presto

Insuring Hip-Hop like gecko

Making sure it won't stop, baby, heck no

That's a what, that's a what, the scenario

Reminiscing while I listen to the stereo

I reminisce, I reminisce

I reminisce, I reminisce

When it's sounding like this
Fm I Fwanna Go back to Gyesterday C 
I wanna Go back to Fmyesterday
I Fwanna Go back to GyesterdayC 

Cause oh baby, I like it raw

Yeah baby, I like it raw

Oh baby I like it raw

Yeah baby, I like it raw

[Verse III]
FmShimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yam, Fshimmy yey
GComment allez-vous, parlez vous Cfrancais?
FmAdios motherfuckers, Fbon voyage
GHome of the liquid flows and CLiquid Swords

Black eyed killer peas on the swarm

Coming to your college and disco dorm

Y'all can't touch my skills

I can switch it up Das Efx and get iggity-iggity-ill

Yiggity-yes rapper, my style is unique

Iggity ice on my teeth, so it's cold when I speak

Word to mom, I'm in my own world

Galaxy Rays, powerful
Fm I Fwanna Go back to Gyesterday C 
I wanna Go back to Fmyesterday
I Fwanna Go back to GyesterdayC 

[Verse IV]
So I can hit you with the Fmbass, how Flow can you go?
GI get lower than the Cmidget doing limbo

I got shit that you haven't heard a while ago

'88-'92 the style'll go, way back, rocking on the A-track

Memorex, TDK, all of that, throw back before

Willy is his name and the boy's coming, Straight Out of L.A
A crazy motherfucker named Willy
I'm so cold my flow stay chilly
I got a laser aimed at them haters
And I'm cutting motherfuckers with my razor
You too boy, if you fuck with me
I'mma dice you up, slice you up quickly
I signed ta' Ruthless when Dre dropped Dre Day
That's why I Do this, to bring you back to yesterday
(Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday) Tiger style
There's no place to hide as I step inside the room
Dr. Doom, prepare for the boom, bam, I slam
Aw, man, you fucking with will.i.am
Cause I'm torching and scorching, my style is awesome
Cracking motherfuckers' skulls like it's porcelain
Ay yo, let's save hip hop from Dr. Kevorkian
Bring it right here, right back to its origin
Ay yo, I'mma hop in my motherfucking DeLorean
So I can Go back and fucking perform again
Ay yo, I [?] some wind mills and some fucking linoleum
MC mic controlling them, I was like
I was steady policing them
Killing emcees, I was straight deceasing them
Compute-deleting them 'til them niggas don't exist
Because Black Eyes Peas is hard as hell
Battle anybody, I don't care if you tell
I excel, they all fail, I told them motherfuckers I'mma take them