So now, I gotta get back where you're from. I gotta get back where you're from. Shaken soul, fallen thrown, vulnerable. So now I gotta back where you
the desert sky You're so cool on the inside You hate being recognised Going off on outside Gotta get up, gotta get out, picking it up, gotta get up, gotta get
see if I mean it You just try and cross me and see if I mean it You can't expose me to the police? You can't e-you can't e-you can't expose me to the
that independent shit They back fuckin with me, a hundred thousand shit I'm a pyramid you a square I got that from my nigga Shake Da Mayor Mr. Flamboyant is back
as they leave, they call me back Like same thang mane where you get that at? I go hard, cookin' and whippin' If you need some love, you know I ain't
stolen Understand, the world's in my hand G. Dep in this scam, no stunt Bitch play the front And I'ma show you how to lay back do a buck while you puff
[Verse 1] First off, how you gon' come off All this rap shit, get done off Man listen this a passionate mind I come thru, gun drew splashin a rhyme Wet
s back and forth, forth and back Around in a circle now how you like that How does it feel when you're going nowhere Won't you start sometime, let me know Won't you
put that on Screw and Pat So y'all cats better back-back, before I start to react And attack with a glock or mack, creating holes like a full back When
street life If you wanna eat right (get that doe) This for my street niggas, them never get no sleep niggas Make your ends meet nigga (get that doe) This
like Puff nigga, we don't need shine to sell (get that) if you ain't after the do', (back-back back-back) This for my folk (all across the world, that get
cant get up from where you fall d'you bring this back to me? what?s it for? stood in the clothes that you once wore stood up from the night before d'you
doubt you'll ever kiss me back again You can drink your Women's LiberTea, I'm not here nor there obviously, My lemon zinger goes cold in front of me, Lie to me if you
I can't sleep, A tidal wave of stress is overwhelming me, When I finally clear my head, It's only when I feel the world is dead, And back at school,
perfunctory glance still feels like random chance, It's a plan to make her words seem more sincere The TV's on, So I won't get to sleep tonight, Her
I will get you back if it's the last thing that I do, I'm taking classes every night for my revenge on you, I may get a gun. I'm still not sure what
And snap your neck back and forth till you get busy And tell your mother, tell your brother and tell your Aunt Lizzy And you know you got to know some things before you get
Damn you and circumstance too I can't stand you You make a mockery of our struggle [? ] with plans too And I swear to god I wish you helped [? ] back