get back Lyrics – nejmin ab
Singer: nejmin ab
Title: get back
Get back from me get back give you whiplash
Knives inside my bag so get back get back from me
I cannot connect think my body need an outlet
Knives inside my bag so get back get back from me
Yeah, back to monotony
Different shade dying why aren’t you helping
Say they i don’t need another try thing
Posted and i wanna know why? wanna try me?
100 rounds lay down imma make you hit the ground
1000000 pounds on your body
I end every atom
Every starting every ending
Not until you gone not until you gone not until you gone
Try yuh yuh
Double boy triple boy triple k!ll
Buddy stop buddy chill pop a chill pill
Make somebody tilt on a bridge when the thought is built
Drop off drop down man up
Still billed take my knife slop
X2
I regret everything i regret being me
I regret i regret (ah)
Come back to reality you needn’t a fatality
I’m breaking my anomalies
I’m inside your vicinity
Ugh, i’m in your vicinity
Breaking anomalies
Hard to swallow information
Stacking k!lls in different nations
Try to exit not a station
I am trying i am trying i am trying i am trying, ah
Get back you mother fuvker
Get back
Get back
I be dissin on you p~ssies talkin all that fuvkin trash
Get back
Mother fuvker
Get back
Get back
I got that kind of swag that all you
Mother fuvkers lack yuh
Fuvk it i’m running it
Just for the fun of it
B~tch you be wantin it
P~ssy can’t handle it
Pack it i’m smokin it
Coughin you chokin it
Cash in i’m stackin it
P~ssy be lackin i
K!ll him i put him in silence
Run up i’m bringing the violence
Smokin the chronic i’m high b~tch
I’m fuvkin ready to die b~tch
I’m so fuvkin sick of all the sh~t you mother fuvkers say
I been doin this all day so get the fuvk up out my way
Like a piece of fuvkin trash i’m finna throw yo #ss away
I’m finna pistol whip that stupid grin right off your fuvking face
Talk i wanna see all this blood come
Out of the pride in the souls spreading hatred
You get slit
I don’t i don’t i don’t see why they be
I think i need more help i fall to my knees
I will just cease to exist
Cut on my wrist imma bleed out my p~ss
Hunting you down imma go down the list
Sacrifice p~ssies on the crusifix
I’ll do it for money
I’ll make it so bl~~dy
I’m ending yo life if you look at me funny
Gunning you down if i’m catching you running
Bringing the hatred like my second coming
Splatter blood it’s everywhere
I don’t really fuvking carе
Pulling out my fuvkin hair
My insanity is in the air
I will just cease to еxist
Cut on my wrist imma bleed out my p~ss
Hunting you down imma go down the list
Sacrifice p~ssies on the crucifix
Fuvk it i bring it back
Givin you a heart attack
Lemme know where he at
Bust his #ss no cap
Talkin sh~t it’s wraps
Pull up with the fuvkin straps
Ma fuvka get back
Ma fuvka get back
Ma fuvkin rat b~st~rd
Turn you into fuvkin plaster
Talk yo sh~t it won’t matter
Curb stomp ya till it splatter
Feelin like the mad hatter
Fuvk wit me and i whack ya
Stupid b~tch imma back hand ya
Make yo b~tch do a back stand yuh
Throw yo body inna trash can
I don’t give a f~ck
You a has been
Im gettin high onna hash brick
Leave you underwater like patrick
Told that p~ssy better get back b~tch
Talkin sh~t get your sh~t sn~tched quick
X2
Look at you people like f~ck that sh~t
You ain’t the one that does that sh~t
I get a bag then run that sh~t
F~ck society done with it
Big stick
Got a drum with it
I hate this place but i’m stuck in it
She for the streets i don’t love that b~tch
Look at you people like f~ck that sh~t
Remember when i used to walk the halls
All alone i had no one to call
Lookin back, and i’m screamin f~ck em all
I’ve been p~ssed i’m screamin at the walls
Why are they all be tryna see me fall
Got a problem find a way to solve
Stackin money imma make it tall
You can’t run until you learn to crawl
B~tch, ???
Punch you in the f~ckin face
I’ve been talking to the grave
All these rappers acting fake
Tired of the f~cking hate
You ???
Yeah, you ain’t sh~t to me
I’m ???, yeah
Bodies on bodies, you better get back x3
Bodies on bo~
(so, just to let you know, i ugh, yeah i brought a knife, i brought a knife inside of your house, and you are going to di~, yeah)
Lock on your movement, lock
Looking like you cryogenic
Yeah, boy you popping shots
Boy i’m down, boy you going down
Blocked off the exit, blocked
You ain’t escaping me
Leave you with the ground looking down
You ain’t gonna smile
You are moving your mouth in ways i don’t like
You’ve been talking enough, not a pleasant guy
Imma grab your throat and slice
Imma stab you in the night
I’m inside your house tonight
(i’m so tired now)
???, now the room is hazy, getting f~cked up
I just want respect, i told that b~tch i had enough love
Yeah, ??? just like a motherf~cking dump truck
I don’t care bout what you say because i am a f~ck up
’cause i am a f~ck up x8
Yeah, better get back, alal
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