Return of the Dread lyrics

"It's the return of the motherf*ckin dreadlock" (4x)
"Anyway you come I'm in your motherf*ckin sh*t, man"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cause I give strong blows to the heads of my foes" (4x)

[Lord Jamar]
Well it's the Lord J lightin up more sh*t than Broadway
And Times Square wit nuff rhymes for your air
Crimes appear to have no motive, I wrote a
sh*t I seen on the street now y'all fiend for the beat
Like a crackhead but this black dread don't sell drugs
Although I dwell with the, thugs
New Rochelle bust slugs from the tool in the Rule
Leavin devils mugs in a blood pool
Just like mud makes fossil fuels, colossal be the jewels I drop
The way I schools this thru hip-hop
I rip shop like sh*t was made of paper mache
My shape was tip-top and it can be no greater display
I pray today and see the devil takin off the Earth
But I'm lay it, keep on makin sh*t for what it's worth
A butter verse over a beat that's pancake fat
n*ggas know it's like that and it's like that

"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the hoes and my foes"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the hoes and my foes"
"It's the return of the motherf*ckin dreadlock"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the hoes and my foes"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the hoes and my foes"
"Anyway you come I'm in your motherf*ckin sh*t, mate"
[Lord Jamar]
Now this is for my n*ggas who ain't f*ckin with the system
Tired of arrest, doin the best to try to di*k em up the ass
With no grease, the f*ckin police gots ta go
n*ggas feel the same from Maine to Chicago
California to New York, gotta warn ya bout the pork
Baby, on a f*ckin hawk
Lookin for a n*gga so they can dig another grave
My big brother was a slave but I'm like Nat Turner with two burners
Bustin back cos I'm black
Now you learn a lesson on how to act
Messin with original seed'll cause you to bleed
Broke the universal laws now we're smokin yours
Provoke cause the effect, and effective immediately
We're gonna wreck sh*t repeatedly
I ain't goin out wit out retaliatin, I got my n*ggas in the alley waitin
Ready to bring the heat to Satan
Where he lives, there he is, handle your biz
His mantle is wigged, you watch the pig squeel
Ain't no big deal, far better worse was done to us
It's time he run from us, n*gga grab your gun and bust

"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the heads of my foes"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the heads my foes"
"It's the return of the motherf*ckin dreadlock" (2x)
[Lord Jamar]
Hypnotic, psychotic, women have erotic thoughts of me
Devils wanna torture me
They'd like to string me up round my neck from a tree
Simply for the fact I'm a real motherf*ckin G-O-to the D
n*ggas know me for speakin on the reals
Freakin in my wheels with the cops on my heels
He drops when I peels his cap with the real rap
Thinkin bout takin me out, I can't feel that

"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the heads of my foes"
"Lord Jamar will live long
Cos I give strong blows to the heads of my foes"
"It's the return of the motherf*ckin dreadlock" (2x)

Outro: (*some dread toastin*)

"It's the return of the motherf*ckin dreadlock"