Chorus:

I’m a take you back, take take you back (take you back) /
I’m a take you back, take take you back (Way Back!) /
See, because it’s twisted… /
In the future, scientists will prove that we never even existed… /

Verse One:

I got lectured once…while eating breakfast for lunch /
Said dad to me "Reality is nothing but a collective hunch /
Whatever you want the truth to be, simply fool the masses /
Attack them mentally with tools of power like the Masters /
Get them in elementary school and college classes /
Eventually you’ll overrule their cowardly asses /
Don’t worry about society, they’re all horrible bastards" /
With this knowledge I blast kids and stay dark like Howard’s glasses /
I’m "Stern"…plus I rule with an iron fist /
With no concern, it’s so cruel, where did I learn this? /
It’s in my gene pool. For permanent bliss /
It seems cool, only if you suffer from eternal ignorance /
Internal innocence rejects external filth. Hurdle the guilt /
My ancestors left. Dress with a traditional quilt. /
Curdled milk that’s under suspicion will get spilt /
There ain’t no use crying. Who’s lying…about the empire I built? /
Another self proclaimed historian /
With Einstein as his passenger, and a flux capacitor in his Delorian /
He rewrote my past…taught me sin /
When we spoke at last…he caught me in the chin /
There was no need to as…I know he fought me to win /
My broken task is born again…let a new war begin /
I think he saw me grin. Played my ass like a sucka’ /
Turned that brunch between me and my father into our last suppa’ /


Chorus:

He’ll take us back, take take us back (take us back) /
He’ll take us back, take take us back (Way Back) /
See, because it’s twisted… /
In the future, scientists will prove that we never even existed… /

Verse Two:

So now I’m orphaned into this world of a rewritten past /
Where they force my girl to clean and force me to sit in class /
The teacher laughs as he preaches math, beats me with a staff /
Because the text we read expects us to bleed each paragraph /
I speed through the chapter fast. My prospectful wife /
Hangs her pride at half mast, force fed domestic life /
It’s giving her a fat ass...she can’t eat no more /
"We’ll see who laughs last" is what she speaks so sure as she sweeps the floor /
Her bare feet are sore. I’d massage her toes /
But she’s way too busy doing dirty laundry and washing my clothes /
This bastard ass took us back to the dark to the dark ages /
My heart races. He’s got 1 out of 3 blacks locked in cages /
Sage is…heading for the mic, but they blocked the stages /
Dopes took his notebook and said "Don’t look!" as they blotched the page /
Ignoramuses must have "idiot dildos" stuck up in their anuses /
Dominatrixes explain how pleasurable of a pain this is /
I ain’t with this game of his…I’m looking for a loop hole /
Just because you look the part, don’t mean you can play…ask Manute Bol /
My absolute role is to save whatever is left of me /
The last of my true soul…so I dress up like the referee /
To get the coach on every bench pissed. They approach me with a clenched fist /
So I throw up their past lives and say, "Catch this" /
They get the drift, but fans rush the court /
Propaganda programs they hold in their hands brain washed and flushed their thought /
Now it’s a blood sport. My girl ain’t with this strange land /
She was fronting like a cheerleader as she figured out the game plan/
Made peeks at play sheets, memorized them like the Rain Man /
Conducted her own brain scan, then reversed the chain of command /
"She learned the formulas?" The story is unraveling /
She seduced Einstein by dressing up like Marilyn /
Monroe…now she’s got a Manson look in her eyes /
And a grin that’s stretching so wide…damn, son…I’m petrified! /

Chorus:

She’ll take us back, take take us back (Take us back) /
She’ll take us back, take take us back (Way Back) /
See, because it’s twisted… /
In the future scientists will prove that we never even existed… /