T.B.B. Lyrics

The boys back motherfucker did you miss me

I recite these lyrics and you feel it in your kidneys

I got some real raps, and that's just what the kids need

Kiss your forehead and I drop you I'm a true fiend

The white moms look at me like they don't like this

I've been the shit for so long motherfuckers can't wipe this (Eugh)

A threat to the game a terrorist I'm isis

Hit you back with 300 bars I'm Leonidus

Choke you out in an alley with a shoe string

How long you think I was gonna let your crew reign

Fore we continue I'll remind you of 2 things

I'm a demon with a Puerto Rican and a box spring

Put a whole concert together so I could have a night

You try to turn your career around but you jackknifed

Some will say I'm the rap games new bedlamite

I need protection from myself I'll call the acolytes

Yeah The boys back

You motherfuckers know the boys back

Hide your wife and your kids because the boys back

You know the city ain't safe because the boys back

Yeah The boys back

You motherfuckers know the boys back

Hide your wife and your kids because the boys back

You know the city ain't safe because the boys back

I drank some moose for breakfast ensure for dessert

Better then you other wack rappers and your sizzurp

Running laps around you kids I swear I'm hitting paydirt

Pumping shoes just before I leap I need the extra vert

They're in awe cause I got my arm in the rim

I'm chilling on the outside while motherfuckers looking in

She telling me "Nicky your the leader your the kingpin"

I've been eating so much it's crazy how I stay extra thin

Oh lord, oh lord, oh lord,

No matter what I do I swear somebodies got a gripe

There's just no way you can clone me I'm an archetype

I got some real fuckers with me yeah we gotta Tribe

If I want a truce with you fools I'll smoke your peace pipe

This song is a declaration man that I'm here to stay

Your dreams take a lifetime I do it in a day

If you advise me not to do it I'll do it anyway

Flip the whole game on its head I call it the ocky way

A true artist run my concerts in showers

A younger generation that I'm tryna empower

The world used to be sweet by the day it gets sour

You want another hit well then just give me an hour

You load the bases and you know I'll hit a grand slam

When I step onto the stage you better get your cams

The song is a litmus test a simple exam

If you've ever supported me then your in the fam

Yeah The boys back

You motherfuckers know the boys back

Hide your wife and your kids because the boys back

You know the city ain't safe because the boys back