funk flex “backwards freestyle” - joyner lucas lyrics
i can rap backward reverse into back to front
i’m a rappin hustler sn*tch ya lunch’s to a pack*o*punch’s
sellin crack to cuzins heron needles to acupuncture
till yo back is rushin open it up like a pack of mustard
i got a million ways i can k!ll you and have you suffer
like tie you da boat by yo legs n drag you under
i’ll blow your brains out of yo face to a plastic cover
till it cracks and crushes and then it explodes like a pack of gushers
tell yo favorite rappers i’m home and i’m back fo super
the day you beat me is the day chili get back with usher
you spent yo whole life tryna ball but ain’t had no jumper
i can pass and dunk it im dr.j when i’m at the rucker
yo this fo the days i’ve been down and ain’t had no uppers
and i started sellin dope just to live like the average hustler
everything my net worths a million you ain’t addin numbers
or you lack and l*sted and life’s a b*tch i grab the rubbers
ive been grabbin rubbers, b*tches are light but i’m lack and l*sted
if you add the numbers your net worth is the average hustler
you might also like
dope sellin packin, back in the day we ain’t had no upper
i was down and under im j.dr right at the rucker
never had no jumper, tryna ball to get back to super
eatin bags of mustard, back when chili got back with usher
home rap is favored, bag of gushers and you exploded
till you crack and crushin, brains blow threw a plastic cover
n*ggas drag you under, grab the boat and have you suffer
million ways to k!ll you, fold you up till your back is ruptured
ruptured back muscle, needles herion acupuncture
when i’m packet*a*punch rappin reverse then i’m back to frontwards
let me shake the pavement under the ground of the land you stay in
cut the weight until the raze are breaking while i wake the breaking
and creep threw your neighbors place without a neighbor waking
and i raise the stake and i aim it while 50 raises canen
i raise and razor blade to your face so you make a payment
i ain’t complain you dead man walkin it ain’t decain
i take the paper plate full of stake and i make my way in to h*lls kitchen waitin for satan to make a apr*n
i’m a backwards person in the maybach with the backwards curtains
with a rapper’s girlfriend in the way back from the plastic surgeon
trapper workin droppin off bags to theses addicts lurkin, but they acting nervous till i unwrap they ain’t have the urges
got a glass of burbon, ima pull up in a back suburban, glasses person leave his whole family casket searching
my b*tch she says she back to virgin, i was laugh smirkin so told her b*tch give me back the birkin
the birkin bag had a smirkin and she was laughing nervous gave the virgin back to rehe*rs* and to start casket searchin
plastics person, in suburban black glass suburban cuz i had my urges when i unwrap i had them nervous
lurkin addicts, waiting for bags that i drop to work and when i’m trapping work and then plastic packages at your service
i’m a plastic surgeon up in the back with a rappers girlfriend with the curtains backwards in the may back and i’m back reversing
the apr*n i made was to sit and wait as a waiter, in the kitchen with the plate dipping cuz the fate is like paper
i f*ck hoes, dead and leave them decaying later walking a dead man to heaven just to complain to the maker
cuz his payment was later, i raise a blade to he razor tell 50 mcane raising the gage
waking the neighbor
break the razor, im in the ground in the bas*m*nt layer where the payment station stay in yo lane im the pavement shaker *joyner
Random Song Lyrics :
- heartbreaker - andrew tran lyrics
- the great big no - the lemonheads lyrics
- trag - goblini lyrics
- the world you left behind - jim reeves lyrics
- coffee shop - jessie-may kitchen lyrics
- lucky you remix - ettrick shepherd lyrics
- these days - washer dryer lyrics
- envoye à maison - jean-pierre ferland lyrics
- evil dream - murder lyrics
- remember - rooster (rock) lyrics