Stan's Back Lyrics

Hey Em

I'm in the car it's filling up w water

I got these visions 

Been thinking bout my son and daughters

Loosing me

I get these flashes

And it's us makin magic

And if die right now Slim

Please dont think it was tragic

Naw

I live my life in your path

Been trash, chewed on and spat

Been living lost in your tracks

A lot In common at that

Insanely whack

But I'm back

I killed The Game for Matt

Weight of the world Maxxed

Coiled hands we infinite Stan

Your right hand man

Was raised by the best

I write these letters

Like you stay talkin back

But I'm still praying for that

Been seeing rabbit

The monster

Up in the mirror

These higher ups making

Messages clearer

I'm just the messenger fear it

Man that's my baby moms

You wrote about past the back seat

Baggage I carry w me

Murdered, but no it wasn't me

You think I'm playin

Lost it all now I'm back in the game

Magic like when Slim got a prescription

From Dr. Dre

Ha ha

You think it's funny

Spent my life getting compared to you

Oh great, another honky

Yapping w somethin to prove

Another name on the HitList

What you want me to do

I look up to you Marshall

I'm still alive cuz of you