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mission infect – back up كلمات اغاني

[intro: lo key]
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up,)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up,)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it

[verse 1: lo key]
yo, mister, mister f_ck it
i’ma tell ’em how it really is
the only real blood you seeing’s from your period (ooh)
i’m getting sick of all these insecure overweight kids
dropping diss tracks, fronting like they actually spit
everybody saying “lo key just crush this motherf_cker”
but f_ck it, i’ma continue to run this motherf_cker
if you ever thought for one second sicktanick’s sick
you need to reevaluate your taste in music kid
yo faucet_face, why you crying like a b_tch?
i think you need to man up and give your style a switch (huh)
first off, i’m twenty_two, not twenty_three (yeah)
whoever gavе you your info is a f_a_g
in response to your physical threats
i got ninеs, automatics, c4, and real tech’s (huh)
real weaponry, keep playing with your little knives
come play with 7th seal, come play with your life
[chorus: lo key]
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, yeah, yeah)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it

[verse 2: lo key]
you make a living talkin’ ’bout k!lling, busting lips
call yourself a pimp, but you never even f_cked a b_tch
i don’t need no info on you from the grapevine
see, i rap tight, it kinda sorta like your waistline (yeah, ooh)
fat b_tch, you need to start dieting
you’re gonna need to run away when we start rioting
you say “f_ck the infection” like you’re rolling with the medicine
but everybody who heard you said “not him again”
i’m ripping at your skin again
listen man, you wanna win
it’s understandable but when it comes to music i am a gem
it’s indisputable, the musical equivalent of jack nicholson
to the horror scene you f_cking live in
the house 2 is nothing less than a horror classic
but y’all disregard the sh_t, horrorcore fascists (what)
i ain’t afraid to say it, f_ck it
y’all a bunch of tranny blood_covered f_ggots
digging for the sk!lls you f_cking lacking (f_cking lacking)
[chorus: lo key]
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, yeah, yeah)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it

[verse 3: lo key]
check it, yo
you can’t match it like a chainsmoker in the rain
f_ck it, you out of luck, ’cause in the streets i tatter your frame mane
i hope you’re ready for the real horror story
shank to your ribcage, show you how we really gory
giving out my phone number, oh, you must be a snitch
n0body even called, oh, you must be a b_tch
no sickles, no chainsaws, no axe
you just bought a f_cking beatdown, no tax
no love for you motherf_ckers feeling satan
you a motherf_cking q strange imitation
you a motherf_cking sutter cane imitation
talkin’ ’bout i’m unoriginal, f_cking save it
watch your mouth p_ssy, i got people all around you
infiltrate your operation then we f_cking clown you
i shoulda crushed you the minute that your mouth opened
now it’s time to send off the soldier, let ’em download it (let ’em download it)
[chorus: lo key]
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, back up, back up)
y’all don’t really wanna do it
back up (back up, back up, back up, yeah, yeah)
bring it to the streets if you wanna do it

[outro: lo key]
aye yo, didn’t i tell the fat piece of sh_t to come back with some heat? didn’t i tell you to sit down, write your lyrics, get your flow together, try to keep it on beat? and look what you come back with. a whole song talking about how you wanna f_ck lo key. then again, what you expect from a fat little pillsbury dough boy who wears eyeliner? hahahahahahahahaha

- mission infect

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