Lyrics:
your head
Live by the sword, training for war
Life that you never asked for
Stab in the back to get you ahead
Award Dishonor, better off dead
Or a life
hear Craig Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature-'hip-hop in all its glory'
A fleet
thieves
I rather mix with Steve's
Then with Abdul kareems
That's controlled by false hoods And tyrannies
Or on the east like Dave, hear my beats by Dre
If a bitch in my DM's, I know what's up
She tryna fuck, pull her panties to the side
And go all the way up
Now
hair
He's armed with a knife, I repeat, he's armed with a knife
Proceed with caution, watch your back, fellas
He could be coming at your girlfriend
love noh
And in the back
They will stab you down
When I call you my nigga
That mean I gat you in my heart
When I call you my nigga
That mean I take
back
Ain't going back
Ain't going back
They say they your team but they stab you in the back
Out of all my niggaz I'm the only one left
Based on my,
what I own on my forehead, huh
But I doubt that, and now ya want to back out
Your career had more ins and outs than a crack house
I'm macking 'n
Ayeeee
Yeah
ExoGang Individual
Will fuck you up man
Yeah yeah yeah
Bitch you can try me, ooooh bitch you can try
Two stabs in your body like snake
dinero
Jus like that one song by Deeay
Bitch I am my hero
Only thing we got in common
Tis me I do fearo
Tis me I do respect
Grew up popular but reject
spine, stab my back and hit my spine (yeah)
You belong up in a shed with the rest of them
Don't you tick me off, I'll grab a cleaver, make a mess
a fool
I try to be everything I'm suppose to
Finish boom bottom bing
Bring round two
Another shot my change my mood
Connect the dots
Like back in
smoking weed
If you cross me over stab me in my back you bleed
Smoking on this backwoods backwoods what I chief
Now I'm preaching demon words every time I
Sci-fi
I'm about to murder this beat like a drive-by
10-minute rap, leave nothing in the archive
You niggas rap but really only part-time
I'm about
clack, quick blast, in a flash
Whiplash from the kickback of the impact
Push yo shit back
As long as my head is intact
I'll be as political as I want
Stop by the block, and I sold me a block (serve)
I poured a drop, I was sittin' in the drop (drank)
Back in the day, blew the bag on a thot
Now we
Frank zappa (guitar, synclavier)
Steve vai (guitar)
Ray white (guitar, vocals)
Tommy mars (keyboards)
Chuck wild (piano)
Arthur barrow (bass)
Scott
you hold dear and they stab you in the back, so that's my story you know how it ends, don't let yourself get duped by a friend. trust and honour are
bitch
Add it up two times divided by six
Someone called my line
I ignore that bitch
Now she texting me back no I don't respond, she only want what's on my
love me but they don't, just around me
All these niggas say they gang but they stab you in the back
I could have that nigga dropped right now but so
his Cash Money piece
Told him I want it all, he said, "Even my gold teeth?"
I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black Jeep
One at a time, get
Steve I'm nice hold up
I think these pills give me extra emotions
Hold up, I think they kicking in
I'm going through the motions
Yeah yeah yeah yeah i
the facts
Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked
Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face
Sauce snatched by the feds, weed was the case
And shit he
on the kitty-cat and watch Glow
Black Mirrors and break your back, and let me bask in the aftermath of your black girl magic?
Shit, I'm just askin'
Damn my phone
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