Rewind (feat. Mandeep Vinay Dhalla)

City's a maze, no sound, no trace
Paper chase rat race, just another face
Roam broken down streets in my ride in a haze
But cue the comeback, to claim my space
Moonlit pavement, lights hypnotizing
Lost in the mix, the sound is blinding
Reanimate the kick, cuz still above ground
Profound in my rhythm, I'm newly crowned

Sidewalk hustle in the 416
Lunatics politics mixed bag of tricks
Headlights lights flicker, brake lights eclipse
Black & white but we brown are the words from my lips
Words from my lips

Hit rewind take it back
Riding in my hatchback
Sound tripping to the jams
From my tape deck
Hit rewind seat back
Old school soundtrack
Switching back to the beats
From my eight track

Come to grips with the colors, of the world so stained
Found the rhythm in the rhymes of the inner-city ways
Urban flow, city prose, my own rebound
In the mix, I'm the master of this holy ground

Lost in the streets and the corporate suites
Found the flow in the pattern of the matrix beats
In the concrete jungle with electric vines
My words turn to lines like grapes into wines
Grapes into wines grapes into wines

Hit rewind take it back
Riding in my hatchback
Sound tripping to the jams
From my tape deck
Hit rewind seat back
Old school soundtrack
Switching back to the beats
From my eight track

With the urban pulse of the city's watch
My lines turn to rhymes like barley to scotch
Barley to scotch barley to scotch
City lights glare and flare like stars
My rhymes turn to verse like leaves to cigars
Leaves to cigars leaves to cigars

Hit rewind take it back
Riding in my hatchback
Sound tripping to the jams
From my tape deck
Hit rewind seat back
Old school soundtrack
Switching back to the beats
From my eight track