Lil Rob - Back Up Lyrics
Times are getting crazy holmesThings are a lot different than they used to be homieA lotta these foos need to back the ***** upYou know? OraleSittin at the bar just tippin the glassTryin to slow down my life cause its getting too fastBut I dont mind see its like quick in a flashSee that chick shes imaginin my dick in her ass(Whoa!) Did I say that? Thats crazy aint it?Just crazy lookin dont know how to explain itDont get me wrong homeboy Im not complaininDont get all mad Im not braggin Im just sayinJust playin talk to me bout my musicIm just a vato thatll do it just to do itI want nothing to do with phony peopleDont care what you like and dont care who youre cool withYoure stupid actin like if Im the new kidI know you back in school you wanted to be the cool kidWhile I sat back and didnt give a *****Now rap is all I have so homeboy thats whats upChorusHomie please back upTen paces from the truckDont wanna press your luckMy bombll self destructHomie please back upTen paces from the truckDont wanna press your luckMy bombll self destructI dont forget about the past now Im kickin your assIll do it again and laugh cause youre kissin my assGot a rented 45 and Im able to shootItchy finger hare trigger and its pointed at youIm not here to claim that Im all insane in the brainIm just here to let you know Im not the same as you lamesYour evils comin to you; yell for help no ones runnin to youYou burnt them bridges, remember? So no ones *****in with youAint got no friends, aint got no ends cause you keep burnin your peopleTell me when does it end? When will you realize that shit aint cool?I feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like youBut theyre just kids they really dont know what to doDont worry mijo, itll come to youAnd youll say ***** this foolWhat was I thinkin about this vatos bein about a buncha dumb shitCant believe I used to bump this, ***** thisChorusJump in the carrucha put my foot on the gasHit the second switch from the left to lift up the assThe shakin just to break up the glassBut Ima catch you sleepin and pop a cap in your assPut the holes in my own car if thats where you areHandle my shit then probably go back to the barHave me a drink, sit down and think about all the *****in bullshitThat happened to me within this weekBut Im three feet from gold and I was told I got a flow thats coldI guess that explains so many units soldI make jams youll bump hopefully when you get oldIm a good guy but sometimes I just explodeSometimes I wish that I would rather be homePut down the microphone and leave it aloneTurn off my phoneBecause its bullshit the way it goes downBut my people really need me around, Chicano soundChorus
