[Lyric] Faded (All Original Players)

Hook (Q-Bone):
Back, won't you bring that ass back
Back it up you know I like it like that
Back, Back won't you bring that ass back
Bring that ass back, I wanna hit it from the back

Verse 1 [Q-bone]:
T Stacks, he's a mother puffer heavily
We in the club we gotta pace ourselves steadily
Waiting for a fine girl to pass
Waiting for the next fine piece of ass
She's got a glass, but it empty
Come with me where the drinks are plenty
Name's Q-bone and I like your style
I say, come with me and we can drink for a while
Get wavy, Fog hazy, a couple shots and you, you go crazy
Baby, won't you bring that ass back
I swear it's my favourite position to attack
Fact: she don't even gotta have a rack
Long as she turn I got something to smack
Clap clap and she drop it down low
Hell mama now you puttin' on a show
I give you a little more
If you can hit the floor
And what you wanna know?
You think I'm out of dough?
Go to work baby I'm about to throw
I'm out of tens, twenties, fifties
I got hundreds though
Hook

Verse 2 [Joe Grizzly]
Boom!
Every time I step in the room
Putting pussy rappers like you in a tomb
Step the fuck back,cause you 'bout to meet your doom
I'm the big fuckin picture, now you better use your zoom
Now listen
Shut the fuck up if you're dissin'
'Bout to break a bottle on your head; Christen
Look at my watch, bitch, check how it glisten
It's an Amber Alert, you 'bout to go missin'
Your face gon' end up on the side of a mil carton
Cause I just kicked your ass down a well, like a Spartan
You think I'm done with you? I was just startin'
Bringing Down The House in this bitch; Steve Martin
My flow moist like a Wet-Nap
I'm trying to capture victory, Set trap
Life is a movie, I hope you respect that
Asking the camera man: "Did you get that?!"
Cause shit's moving kind of quick
I'm the dopest, most sick
Call it overdose
Hits, Comma, Comatose
I'm moving coast to coast
I'd like to make a toast
To the dopest host
Beef roast
Man adios!
Hook

Verse 3 [T-Daddy Stacks]

Call me faded, underrated, irritated. That's fo' sho'
Flow so nice, Highly graded. That's fo' sho'
Everybody know, Fo' sho'
That my style is fo' sho'
I'mma shine 'til I glow
So bright you're gonna know that
T-Daddy Stacks don't play
So watch what the fuck you say
Now light up the J
Burn one 'til this track done
And I a'int sharin' some
All of it to Tommy Gunz, son
You got me rappin like I'm paid
Why you shakin' like a fuckin' dog shittin' razor blades
You can't take the heat you better run in the shade
Can't take the heat then get the fuck out the kitchen
I am a functional stoner
I fuck your bitch with no domer
Now what you think about that?
Cause you know I Q-Bone her
I got the pack to myself
Time to prove to one's self
That my flow is straight tough
And I'm king of my trade
Yo you Shakin' like a dog shittin'razor blades
Why you shakin' like a dog shittin' razor blades
T-Daddy Stacks!..Q-Bone!..and Joe fuckin' Grizzly!