One for the honeys/
Two for the Dro/
Threes in the air definition of woke/
Whether with the hands we go blow for blow/
Intercontinental show for show/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We're not afraid to reach across that line/ l
This is how we are made you see it in-my eyes/
They openly plot upon my demise/
Spin the globe in reverse go back in time/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We went from the future of the culture to back in time/
To take it back when there was no wack ass rhymes/
The music deep and had meaning/
Dreaming I reminisce/
To the era when a G dropped a rap like this/
My Adidas on glow/
The Kangol hat low/
C4 on this game ready to blow/
Keep the head steady/
While the veterans show/
All out on these rookies when I step a new coast/
I spin around the globe sometimes in reverse/
Y'all say you want that bag but it's really a purse/
Yall need ghost writers it's a familiar verse/
While I slap the game silly/
Just fulfilling the thirst/
Hands in the sky they feeling I'm killing the worst/
They can feel it in their fillings while I bill em' for work/
Spilling out they Chitlins like a villain who Merck/
Visions like dimethyltryptamine but I'm tripping on purp/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
As if blinded by the ego/
When they step to me/
While I palm the desert eagle and the Wesson squeeze/
The fight against time/
I go rhyme for rhyme/
On my board take a glide like I'm Marty McFly/
Side to side/
I vibe like I'm on a new high/
Say what is needed no not too shy/
Face against evil yo I'm willing to die/
Til' that day hop in my Delorean ride/
Soar in the sky/
While we rise/
In this space and time/
Replacing all adjacent with pace and grind/
Never leave a trace in case they chasing mine/
Seek to lace the game with good taste in mind/
They do this for the fame I can take the high/
Need more than some cake to make me change my stride/
This the new flavor you can savor the line/
We creating waves while we race though time /
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
Back in Time Video (MV)
Performed By: Ryanito
Length: 3:27
Written by: Ryan Ellis Larranaga, Carlo Corrieri, Magdalena Kaltcheva
Ryanito - Back in Time Lyrics
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One for the honeys/
Two for the Dro/
Threes in the air definition of woke/
Whether with the hands we go blow for blow/
Intercontinental show for show/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We're not afraid to reach across that line/ l
This is how we are made you see it in-my eyes/
They openly plot upon my demise/
Spin the globe in reverse go back in time/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We went from the future of the culture to back in time/
To take it back when there was no wack ass rhymes/
The music deep and had meaning/
Dreaming I reminisce/
To the era when a G dropped a rap like this/
My Adidas on glow/
The Kangol hat low/
C4 on this game ready to blow/
Keep the head steady/
While the veterans show/
All out on these rookies when I step a new coast/
I spin around the globe sometimes in reverse/
Y'all say you want that bag but it's really a purse/
Yall need ghost writers it's a familiar verse/
While I slap the game silly/
Just fulfilling the thirst/
Hands in the sky they feeling I'm killing the worst/
They can feel it in their fillings while I bill em' for work/
Spilling out they Chitlins like a villain who Merck/
Visions like dimethyltryptamine but I'm tripping on purp/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
As if blinded by the ego/
When they step to me/
While I palm the desert eagle and the Wesson squeeze/
The fight against time/
I go rhyme for rhyme/
On my board take a glide like I'm Marty McFly/
Side to side/
I vibe like I'm on a new high/
Say what is needed no not too shy/
Face against evil yo I'm willing to die/
Til' that day hop in my Delorean ride/
Soar in the sky/
While we rise/
In this space and time/
Replacing all adjacent with pace and grind/
Never leave a trace in case they chasing mine/
Seek to lace the game with good taste in mind/
They do this for the fame I can take the high/
Need more than some cake to make me change my stride/
This the new flavor you can savor the line/
We creating waves while we race though time /
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
Two for the Dro/
Threes in the air definition of woke/
Whether with the hands we go blow for blow/
Intercontinental show for show/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We're not afraid to reach across that line/ l
This is how we are made you see it in-my eyes/
They openly plot upon my demise/
Spin the globe in reverse go back in time/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
We went from the future of the culture to back in time/
To take it back when there was no wack ass rhymes/
The music deep and had meaning/
Dreaming I reminisce/
To the era when a G dropped a rap like this/
My Adidas on glow/
The Kangol hat low/
C4 on this game ready to blow/
Keep the head steady/
While the veterans show/
All out on these rookies when I step a new coast/
I spin around the globe sometimes in reverse/
Y'all say you want that bag but it's really a purse/
Yall need ghost writers it's a familiar verse/
While I slap the game silly/
Just fulfilling the thirst/
Hands in the sky they feeling I'm killing the worst/
They can feel it in their fillings while I bill em' for work/
Spilling out they Chitlins like a villain who Merck/
Visions like dimethyltryptamine but I'm tripping on purp/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
As if blinded by the ego/
When they step to me/
While I palm the desert eagle and the Wesson squeeze/
The fight against time/
I go rhyme for rhyme/
On my board take a glide like I'm Marty McFly/
Side to side/
I vibe like I'm on a new high/
Say what is needed no not too shy/
Face against evil yo I'm willing to die/
Til' that day hop in my Delorean ride/
Soar in the sky/
While we rise/
In this space and time/
Replacing all adjacent with pace and grind/
Never leave a trace in case they chasing mine/
Seek to lace the game with good taste in mind/
They do this for the fame I can take the high/
Need more than some cake to make me change my stride/
This the new flavor you can savor the line/
We creating waves while we race though time /
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
The hands of time turning back again/
The past is close come and take a walk my friend/
Stroll through the halls of the history/
No we won't fall this is our victory/
Writer: Ryan Ellis Larranaga, Carlo Corrieri, Magdalena Kaltcheva
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave