The Backrooms ft. Marshall Campbell & kan Lyrics

Comin' in at six foot somethin' and I ain't frontin',

You know I'm stuntin', you ain't got nothin' on me,

I'm swingin' for the fences and you're out here buntin' on me,

They're huntin' on me, I'm giving them nothin' for free,

Nothin' to see here folks, just a man and his conscience,

Lace up my J's and pull up my haunches,

So when the rocket launches you better believe that I'mma ride it,

I ain't gon' hide it, I am the pilot,

I am the lion the witch and the wardrobe,

I am the donkey that Jesus the Lord rode,

I am an artist, I'm the original,

I'm the remainder, I'm the residual

Workin' hard to be a people pleaser,

A leader, not like Mao, but more like Caesar,

And soon I'll need a line of Visa,

'Cause this isn't the finale, it's only a teaser

Out here teachin' you a lesson like my name is Dhar Mann

Rockin' it the way that only a superstar can

And I got the beat swingin' like Tarzan

Hop on and switch it up Marsh, spit some bars man

Mind is shining bright like the fucking gem, yeah,

I just go to class to barely pass chem, ay,

I just rap these bars like a ten out of ten, yeah,

Fucking up this beat like I'm Talking Ben

Gotta spend my allowance,

All these thoughts makin' it hard to balance

I be zoomin' down the street like there ain't no traffic

Feelin' planetary, feelin' intergalactic

Callin' me a Barbie but I ain't made of plastic

Ask me how I'm doing, well I'm fucking fantastic

Bitch

I just mind my business

Defying gender norms, doing dishes

Ain't missing anything, no glitches

Y'all acting like a bunch of fuckin' bitches, ay,

Better chop up the beat

Walkin' down the street in my size 4 chicken feet, ay,

Here we go, here we go, now, ay,

It's time to start the real flow

Checkin' the speed, checkin' the feed,

Makin' me somethin' the ladies need,

I ain't got time for fucking greed,

I just ball this shit like Assassin's Creed,

Your ass be nosy, you are a real phony,

You come into battle on a pony,

Can't understand how you bagged a jabroni,

Just watch out, cause I make your girl horny

Turn up the volume, creating a vacuum

Shit's so hot, 'bout to send you to the backrooms

Call yourself ugly as if I don't know

You disgust me, go get some hoes

Better not let me fuck up your bros

Your favorite bird is probably a crow

Hey guys,

So Mason gave me this rinky dinky-ass part

I didn't wanna rap over this part so I'm just gonna,

I'mma talk here for a minute, uh

Yeah I don't know what his plan was

I'm not gonna rap over this Bowser's Castle-ass beat dude

So we'll just, we'll wait it out, it gets better, I promise

It's almost ready, I promise

Intermission's over, now it's time to get it started,

My flow's got me on pedestal and I will be regarded as Super Saiyan,

Although I prefer my name, just call me Kane,

Confirmation's nice, but on my own don't need you saying that,

I'm getting people grinnin' and they cheesin' like they're looking at some goofy dog,

Yeah, that's my job, I entertain like Elton John

Doin' all I can to not be lame, boring, mediocre

Tryin' to stand out like the quite enticing Joaquin's Joker,

It's great that Mason brings me out of stasis with this song he's chosen,

Grinnin' like I'm full of dopamine, or oxytocin

I'm crafty and I'm shifty like I'm Tyreek or the Sinaloa

Character will leave you perplexed, like I'm Mola Mola

Spittin' on here is for fun, that's really what it's all about

It's tacky like some analog horror, you're on the fastest route

Call me Wreck-It Ralph cause I'm a beast and I will break this down,

I conquered this song like Genghis Khan, now pass the crown