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Artist: Lowkey
Album:  Dear Listener
Song:   I'm Back
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

A time for us, some day they'll be a new world
A world of shining hope for you and me

[Chorus]
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?

[Verse 1]
What's happening, I'm back with the wagon, smashin' this rappin' ting
Rappers think they're dapper, it's sad, the badness they're babblin'
Chattin' 'bout packin' gattlins and battlin', I'll batter 'em
My adjectives are like daggers and javelins that stab ya skin
Not challenging, maggots are [?], fraggles are hagglin'
Back with a classic ta snatch ya status off these [?] 
I've dabbled in madness, how I've handled it's bafflin'
I'm trapped in sin and damaged within, but still I have to win
Aiming to break the pavements and take it straight to the majors
Make all of my favorites famous, I pray that today it changes
I patiently pave the way for a day that we make the papers
The haters are staying haters, they're fakers, they're blatant traitors
Don't say it's chasing my status, I'll break away from the matrix
They laid us to waste to phases and slaving for [?] 
And blaze us, complacent figures and strained to escape the Masons
Who gave us the AIDS and plagues and not blaming my brain's patrons

[Chorus]
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?

[Verse 2]
Put on my Air Max, and walk around a day in my shoes
Look at the bare facts, and talk about payin' my dues
You realize every bar that I'm sayin' is true
Phone in to cuss, any DJ that ain't playin' my tunes
In a drought, consider me the Guinness Stout
No I'm not the biggest or baddest, I'm just the illest out
His bars might sound good when he spits 'em out
But would it mean something if you were lookin' at it, written down
I can't front, like the way I'm livin' is perfect
Can't look at the cards you got saying you didn't deserve it
Sellin' poison to people, that isn't my purpose
Knowledge of self, that's the flippin' gift that I'm cursed with
People's Army, all my guys organize properly
Feds wanna commit, borderline sodomy
Ring coppers in choppers, you all can try stoppin' me
Every tune's a chapter in my autobiography

[Chorus]
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?
I'm back
Did you forget about me?