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funk flex "backwards freestyle" (part 2) - joyner lucas lyrics

[intro: nas is like]
yeah yeah. yeah

verse:
i can rap backward reverse into back to frontwards
i’m a rappin’ hustler, sn*tchin’ lunches to pack*o*punches
sellin’ crack to cousins, heroin’s needles, and acupuncture’s
’til yo’ back is ruptured, 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 to the boat by your legs and then drag you under
or blow your brains out of your face ‘to a plastic cover
’til it’s cracked and crushin’ and it explodes like a pack of gushers
tell your favorite rappers i’m home and i’m back for supper
the day you beat me’s the day chilli gеt back with usher
you spent your whole lifе tryna’ ball, but ain’t have no jumpers
i can pass and dunk it i’m doctor j when i’m at the rucker
yo, this is for them days i was down and ain’t had no uppers
then i started sellin’ dope just to live like the average hustler
if you think my net worth’s a million you ain’t addin’ numbers
oh, you lack n’ l*sted, life is a b*tch ’til i grab the rubber
verse: (reversed)
look
i been grabbin’ rubbers, b*tches of life, but i’m lack n’ l*sted
if you add the numbers your net worths of a average hustler
dope sellin’ packin’, back in the day we ain’t had no upper
i was down and under i’m j docterin’ at the rucker
never had no jumper, tryna ball and get back to supper
eatin bags of mustard, back when chilli got back with usher
home [?] is favorite, bag of gushers and you explodin’
’til you crack and crushin’, brains blow through a plastic cover
n*ggas drag you under, grab the boat, and have you suffer
million ways to k!ll you, fold you up ’til yo’ back is ruptured
[?] back bustin’, needle’s heroin acupunctured
and i’m packin’ punches rappin’ reverse and then back to frontwards

[realest n*****]
verse:
look
let me shake the pavement, under the ground of the land you stay in
cut the weight until the razor breakin’ while i break the wakin’
i creep through your neighbor’s place without a neighbor wakin’
and i raise the stakes and then aim it while 50 raisin’ kanan
i raise a razor blade to your face ’til you make a payment
i ain’t complainin’ you a dead man walkin’, it ain’t decayin’
i take the paper plate full of steak and i make my way in
into h*ll’s kitchen while waitin’ for satan to make an apr*n
i’m a backwards person in a maybach with a backwards curtain
with a rappers girlfriend on my way back from they plastic surgeon
trappin’ workin’ droppin’ off bags for the addicts lurkin’
but they actin’ nervous ’til i unwrap they ain’t have no urges
in a glass of bourbon, i’mma pull up in a black suburban
glasses person, leave his whole family casket searchin’, uh
when my b*tch say she back to virgin, i was laughin’, smirkin’
and told the b*tch “give me back the birkin”
verse: (reversed)
let’s reverse it
the birkin bag had a smirk and she was laughing nervous
gave the virgin back to rehe*rs* to start casket searchin’
plastics person, in suburban black glass suburban
cuz i had my urges when i unwrap and 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 maybach 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 i’m paid as a paper
i f*ck hoes, dead and leave them decaying later
walkin’ a dead man to heaven just to complain to the maker
cuz his payment was later, i raise a blade and a razor
tell 50 kanan raising the gage waking the neighbor
break the razor, i’m in the ground in the bas*m*nt layer
the payment station, stay in yo lane in the pavement shaker

[outro]
funk flex, joyner lucas, cat wizard, dj juanita on the set
you know what it is, we here. pow!

- joyner lucas lyrics

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