Edo G - Back & Forth lyrics

[Intro:] Yeah, uh Edo Yes, yo Knife [Verse 1:] Edo and Mag trappers get metal and bagged Rappers offsides get penalty flagged Enemies get dragged toe tagged no swag Hit em in the mouth so they won't brag Bossed in them Philly revolt like Diddy It could get ugly before it gets pretty Y'all are talentless never off balance this I make choices you make challenges You raise voices I raise silences ride with us Flow back to golden age up on your calendars Islanders from New York know hockey though Red sauce noodles no pasta bowl net like a soccer goal Impossible to catch me sleep I don't nap no more I don't need the rap no more i'm to balance out the Macklemores Ratched on tour and I don't mean the way we act Raising kids making snacks every time we slay the mac [Verse 2:] You the same we them other guys Discover lies, sleep you get caught that's where trouble lies Me and ma Alley Town allies man brother oversize Some are wise some are otherwise No wins no decisions you got sight dog but no vision You know the rules son pick a side chose one Years to get friends seconds to lose one [Verse 3:] I'm that dude from wherever I'm at A lot a rappers tell ma story but they never was that We spit facts you're a memory lapse on Hennessy Black on enemies till I get ma energy back It's 2 OG(s) Ed and the King and ma plan is manifesting What I said in the bing magnetic earing A Jokes only take 2 calls you move work we packing up the van no U-haul [Verse 4] You too small to brawl you play foosball Can't ball at all you take a sue fall Screw y'all who y'all don't feel withdrawn climbing up a ladder too tall Black poet like [?] retired from pitching Now i'm coaching it's devotion to crossing the line without encroachment My approach is a cla**ic one Be a father to your child before I make him a ba*tard son From a plastic gun arteries distance I'm a mother f**ing predicate like part of the sentence Ma own worst enemy a call them ma fears Still the life of a kid after all these years You part of the problem put us in this mess we in You normal average so pedestrian the more you lose the less we win Edo on his high horse like an a equestrian You rappers got hurt and scared Hard work beats talent if talent ain't working hard Heat like south Palo k**ed the apalo Chickens can unfollow but they can't unswallow This is hip hop coming through yo speakers You can't sing or dance you a after dinner speaker Get start with Tim's and Jim's sneakers Edo King Mag knife wonder the Grim reapers