The Back Lyrics

In the back of the back

Ain't no sound when the evil attack man

And if you get to the back

There ain't no Promise that you make it back yea

Say he gon walk with a tech

Spray same niggas they crabs in the back damn

I seen em struggle to death

Foot at the throat

Knife at the neck yea

I seen em struggle to death

Sweat a they brow

Just for a check damn

Ask weh the bredda them at

He doesn't know

He never met them

You in the back a back

You on yah own

Reality check fam

I got the mark of adapt

So when I go home

I be on top then

Find out they phony attack

Kill em all out

Just like I'm pacman

I put the motion in act

I'm going all out

Just like I'm batman

Step in the car automatic

It's foot on the gas

I'm going off that way

We gotta out the back

So I look at the front

Likes who gonna stop me?

Niggas they got out the back

But can't lead the pack

So it's back to the back then

Them niggas got the back

But ain't looking back so it's

Back to the back of the back

How yah going get out the back

When you selling he dope

And she doing crack fam

40 a hour to rap

Or do it own

Now you gotta track yea

I got the magic from Dan

It's deep in my bone

So I berserk man

He wanna stay in the back

So give him a throne

And make him back king

And if I get out the back

Cause I put in work

Don't ever forget me

I see the demons attack

But they never learn

That they couldn't take me

Who gonna hurt first

Well I go to work now catch me tech land

Them niggas at work work

I know they be glad but this ain't the last lap

Talking that dirt dirt

But when I get back now you hit dirt first

I go berserk first just to get out the back

Get out the hurt hurt

In the back of the back

Ain't no sound when the evil attack man

And if you get to the back

There ain't no Promise that you make it back yea

Say he gon walk with a tech

Spray same niggas they crabs in the back damn

I seen em struggle to death

Foot at the throat

Knife at the neck yea

I seen em struggle to death

Sweat a they brow

Just for a check damn

Ask weh the bredda them at

He doesn't know

He never met them

You in the back a back

You on yah own

Reality check fam

I got the mark of adapt

So when I go home

I be on top then

You in the back of the back

For reason of Hyperaggression

Wanna attack

Trigger happy fingers he gonna reach for the tech

Gotta go back to back of the back

Do not ever think that you invincible fam

You'll go right back to back

Police squad state trooper they stay on his ass

He going straight to the back

Selling dope setting yall own people back

Gotta go back to the back

Step outside yea ain't even got confidence

You going to back of the back

You just met bro

How trust the man

Back to back yea

Put the bitch first

For you get the paper damn

Back to back then

Yea ain't even got enough to support yourself

You need a back hand

How you go claim her to go call yah own

When she for the whole clan

Nowadays what it takes to build a bitch

I gotta chill man

I been going hard like this sixteen

Then do My rap dance

Gotta think twice for you want smoke with Me

I'll get whole class

Situation boiling like a hot cup of tea

Might drink the whole glass

In the back of the back

Ain't no sound when the evil attack man

And if you get to the back

There ain't no Promise that you make it back yea

Say he gon walk with a tech

Spray same niggas they crabs in the back damn

I seen em struggle to death

Foot at the throat

Knife at the neck yea

I seen em struggle to death

Sweat a they brow

Just for a check damn

Ask weh the bredda them at

He doesn't know

He never met them

You in the back a back

You on yah own

Reality check fam

I got the mark of adapt

So when I go home

I be on top then

Find out they phony attack

Kill em all out

Just like I'm pacman

I put the motion in act

I'm going all out

Just like I'm batman

Step in the car automatic

It's foot on the gas

I'm going off that way

We gotta out the back

So I look at the front

Likes who gonna stop me?

Niggas they got out the back

But can't lead the pack

So it's back to the back then

Them niggas got the back

But ain't looking back so it's

Back to the back of the back

How yah going get out the back

When you selling he dope

And she doing crack fam

40 a hour to rap

Or do it own

Now you gotta track yea