Verse 1
Tik-tok on the clock guess whoose back on the block
Now my head is overcrowded ever since i lookin for the top
Lemme walk up to the mic and knock
And to my critics imma put ya on the shock
So shut the sh** talk
Look back on this track ,back and forth the fact
What the heck ,when i am back to this track
M right behind yer hunch back
Imma doo or die for a payback infact got the balls to face wack
Yeaahh i dont ever give a popin sh**
Haters are feminen so what they call for masculin
I drank a half of gasoline ,excrement on yer sissy dream
Full of self esttem to get my confidence back up to the main stream
Hook
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
Verse 2
Now what i do, what i do , imma do
May be like a desparodo ,anybody of you
Getiin sick of what i do
Fore i call the truce ,count for two
Ill take a laugh with the scooby boo
,kick ya to the zoo
Now what the heck is life
In this meantime , gettin pain inside
Ain't nobody come around
So i am makin all those wack rhymes
Gettin ready for break up the hostage ,let back up in a fine line
Hook
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
Verse 3
Yeeahh!!!!!!!
Back up to my childhood
Only gal that i admired "boo"
Everytime i look up in the sky , imma sky dude
Gotta the pent-up feelin bagged ,only thin i can smile through
If u like it or not but i own it at every place and spot tooo
Have had with the fair weather friends
Enough with their psychometric command
I look myself what of proud to be
Braught a V now m outta me
Imma be what i set out to be
Ain't no body compare to marshall in list of me
Hook
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
I just get back grab the microphone to drop bombs on them floors
Verse 4
Its been a while now, i wonder
What does it take to wonder , what life allow
U could barely through it ,can't even ponder how
Eplosion inside a reality ,doest seem so vanity
I musta made a mistake; no sanity
Guess what i gotta best to haullu--cinate the everlast
Responded every thing ,came across and smashed
Thats now what i got the best to the next is the jest
And the fact that i suggest ,kick the past for the rest
Of the life , ,to get a vibe ,to get a wonder of the ride
For futher life imma fight ,with wine and dine
That have been put in life with nickel and dime
That one day i might take a fly