| 作词 : J. Tucker/R. Roberson | |
| V1 JTuKC: Guess whos back?/ And this cat is on full attack/ | |
| And my mags? They are fully packed!/ And these reggies are gettin sacked now/ | |
| Y'all must be twacked!/ Youre lames with swag raps/ and mine are dank slaps/ Every verse I spit is fully loud!/ | |
| So who you think that you talkin to like that?/ I'm a vet in this game! MJ on my 4th come back/ i try to leave, but you keep givin' me reasons to come back/ So I'm comin back with more rhymes than you can combat!/ | |
| So calm that! No, it aint happin' kid/ See, I'm a tree, roots planted, and youre only just a twig/ I'll split ya wig! Roll a spliff, not even give you a whiff/ youre like a trifelin *****! No matter how kuch you wish.../ | |
| ...you aint denyin' my wins son/ youre lyin' and then some/ go spend ya money just so you can get some/ but I done kicked down the door!/ with only skill, and no more/ so what youre buyin'...ive done/ and I am done now! | |
| HOOK: You know that I be the meanest/ and you have unleashed a demon/ on everybody that schemin'/ ITS TIME TO EAT FAT!/ | |
| And now's the time, so believe it/ that everybody's him see it/ that I will not be defeated/ NOW BRING THE BEAT BACK! (x2) | |
| V2 RobRob: What you think you doin by goin at local legends?/ the **** that you been pursuin' will send ya *** straight ta heaven/ I ride wit TuKC(er), you corny ******* suck on a ****/ truth of the matter? You prolly suckin each others as is/ | |
| Midwest mafia in here, and we aint leavin/ its me, and TuKC the creator of the Midwest scene/ you dont wanna get smoked, over a lil bitty dusta/ but you keep talkin **** and guarenteed that you'll get TuKCed up/ RobRob...best in the Midwest/ put me on a beef track...I'm grinnin! TuKC, whos next?/ I dont need me a vest/ my aim is steady and deadly/ I break ******* like (?)/ you'll have to out live me/ before you can out spit me/ you hypocritical hippies, this will never be your city/ crawl back where you came from, get back on momma's ***** | |
| <HOOK> |
| zuo ci : J. Tucker R. Roberson | |
| V1 JTuKC: Guess whos back? And this cat is on full attack | |
| And my mags? They are fully packed! And these reggies are gettin sacked now | |
| Y' all must be twacked! Youre lames with swag raps and mine are dank slaps Every verse I spit is fully loud! | |
| So who you think that you talkin to like that? I' m a vet in this game! MJ on my 4th come back i try to leave, but you keep givin' me reasons to come back So I' m comin back with more rhymes than you can combat! | |
| So calm that! No, it aint happin' kid See, I' m a tree, roots planted, and youre only just a twig I' ll split ya wig! Roll a spliff, not even give you a whiff youre like a trifelin ! No matter how kuch you wish... | |
| ... you aint denyin' my wins son youre lyin' and then some go spend ya money just so you can get some but I done kicked down the door! with only skill, and no more so what youre buyin'... ive done and I am done now! | |
| HOOK: You know that I be the meanest and you have unleashed a demon on everybody that schemin' ITS TIME TO EAT FAT! | |
| And now' s the time, so believe it that everybody' s him see it that I will not be defeated NOW BRING THE BEAT BACK! x2 | |
| V2 RobRob: What you think you doin by goin at local legends? the that you been pursuin' will send ya straight ta heaven I ride wit TuKC er, you corny suck on a truth of the matter? You prolly suckin each others as is | |
| Midwest mafia in here, and we aint leavin its me, and TuKC the creator of the Midwest scene you dont wanna get smoked, over a lil bitty dusta but you keep talkin and guarenteed that you' ll get TuKCed up RobRob... best in the Midwest put me on a beef track... I' m grinnin! TuKC, whos next? I dont need me a vest my aim is steady and deadly I break like ? you' ll have to out live me before you can out spit me you hypocritical hippies, this will never be your city crawl back where you came from, get back on momma' s | |
| HOOK |
| zuò cí : J. Tucker R. Roberson | |
| V1 JTuKC: Guess whos back? And this cat is on full attack | |
| And my mags? They are fully packed! And these reggies are gettin sacked now | |
| Y' all must be twacked! Youre lames with swag raps and mine are dank slaps Every verse I spit is fully loud! | |
| So who you think that you talkin to like that? I' m a vet in this game! MJ on my 4th come back i try to leave, but you keep givin' me reasons to come back So I' m comin back with more rhymes than you can combat! | |
| So calm that! No, it aint happin' kid See, I' m a tree, roots planted, and youre only just a twig I' ll split ya wig! Roll a spliff, not even give you a whiff youre like a trifelin ! No matter how kuch you wish... | |
| ... you aint denyin' my wins son youre lyin' and then some go spend ya money just so you can get some but I done kicked down the door! with only skill, and no more so what youre buyin'... ive done and I am done now! | |
| HOOK: You know that I be the meanest and you have unleashed a demon on everybody that schemin' ITS TIME TO EAT FAT! | |
| And now' s the time, so believe it that everybody' s him see it that I will not be defeated NOW BRING THE BEAT BACK! x2 | |
| V2 RobRob: What you think you doin by goin at local legends? the that you been pursuin' will send ya straight ta heaven I ride wit TuKC er, you corny suck on a truth of the matter? You prolly suckin each others as is | |
| Midwest mafia in here, and we aint leavin its me, and TuKC the creator of the Midwest scene you dont wanna get smoked, over a lil bitty dusta but you keep talkin and guarenteed that you' ll get TuKCed up RobRob... best in the Midwest put me on a beef track... I' m grinnin! TuKC, whos next? I dont need me a vest my aim is steady and deadly I break like ? you' ll have to out live me before you can out spit me you hypocritical hippies, this will never be your city crawl back where you came from, get back on momma' s | |
| HOOK |
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