lirik lagu team backpack – teambackpack cypher
[a-1]
i been drinkin’ hard liquor way past beer
gold, brown, black liquor way past clear
she pulled down my pants zipper way fast
we’re drivin’ drunk, i almost died this way last year
but maybe dyin’ should be my last fear
what if a baby was cryin’ and shed it’s last tear
right before it’s mama got hit with this f-ckin’ honda
while holdin’ it and the baby just couldn’t escape the crash clear
if that ever happens i hope that they take the baby and it’s mommy
and wrap they bodies in cashmere, bury’em in a field of poppys
and carry’em softly in a diamond coffin that’s blue aquarium gl-ss clear
i hope they force me to stand still
drop a piano on my head then an anvil, take my dead body to the back of a landfill
and bury me underneath all the trash that they have there
my conscience try to warn me, but i act like i can’t hear
because it’s girls all on me and she sayin “drive real fast cause my pad’s near. here.”
and i’m picturin’ her face as we make love wit’ her legs up like a pap smear
then i can’t steer, can’t think, and then i black out!
but wake up in her house wit’a black drink.. that’s weird
[jeff turner]
this sh-t is not a picnic what is new is very bland
you stick with nitwits sickened from your sewer sippin’ clans
i sip elixirs mix with adrenaline from my fans
then l!ck the liquid drippin’ from pituitary glands
all i see is green like the wicked witch’s hand
green, like the eyes of columbus when he gazed upon this land
green don’t grow anymore, the hour gl-ss ran out of sand
green is all up in the water, radiation from j-pan
inhibited wit’ a profound rap, give it a soundtrack
my dividens count that, sippin’ an amount that
if you do not agree you finna get hit wit’ a brown.. bat
cause the umpire’s workin’ for you characters right?
stole your flow from the radio, you’re the stereotype
crazy like osama’s k!ller, obama’s middle name
hussein, we’re trapped listenin’ to trap wearin’ two chains
life is not a sprint it’s all about endurance
f-ck a lamborghini give me medical insurance
i can’t begin to tell you what i overcame, feelin’ all the pain
wanted to blow my brains, load it, bang and the only way i discovered that i am not a victim
is to say that i am not a f-cking… person that just forgot his line but it’s ok
it’s the reality of what happens and it’s ok
my name is not oj, i don’t slay white b-tches n-gga, get it while i take’em
slap you in your f-ckin’ mouth my n-gga -ssalamualaik-m
[acie high (aqualeo)]
again, i, step to the mic like “b-tch what?”
still out of uniform like “b-tch what?”
cause the day i switch my game up and d-ck suck is the day i be like ochocinco
end this b-tch and get cut
and for those that’s lookin’ at me like “what is this?” what, a n-gga without diamonds on can’t give the business?
y’all know i’m here but can’t see me like fish p-ss
would like to worship me, but i wasn’t born on christmas
in this twilight zone, am i stuck forever?
and while i’m here does a g n-gga get to f-ck bella?
a hungry wolf and blood sucker for cheddar
and if there’s chocolate on my b-lls does that make it nutella?
zero losses, i’m “the one” and sh-t, and too much for a b-tch, yeah i’m too much for a b-tch
only threesomes wit’ four blunts and a fifth of crown on 6th street waitin’ for 7 to hit
to rob a record store for 8 tracks to split back to the ninth dimension
wit’ a 10 suckin’ my d-ck
you do the math i’m lovin’ this sh-t
open the door and get splashed with a bucket of p-ss
because it’s.. pranks, from here on out
bet they hear me when i make a bank, clear on out
i’m so serious, it’s the return of heath, but i ain’t ’bout to put a shank near my mouth
i.. started from the bottom now i’m here, but i was really dumped in the slumps
you would be too, with only one star crunch for your lunch
so when i see a cat in a bad spot i try to help’em out like “huh n-gga! huh!”
crossed over the crossroads and saw that kriss kross n-gga on the cross and i told’em “jump n-gga jump!”
you heard of my sk!lls, and you think i’m through playin’ this game
acie high in this b-tch, aqualeo is the name it’s goin’ down
[priceless (aqualeo)]
it’s time for the extermination
chem trails to eliminate all the vermin hatin’
it ain’t evil, see they gotta reduce the population
and turn kids h0m-s-xual so they stop from matin’
i’m the one who was sent to destroy idols with fire
ignored me when i told the world michael was the messiah, agent for hire, draped and laced in mason’s attire
st. george’s flag up on my face exposin’ fakes and liars
so.. if he’s a god where’s his legend at? it’s a couple of rap n-ggas here sellin’ that
yellin’ they went to h-ll and back, saw jesus walks? no evidence or compellin’ facts
bumped his head, sh-t now his melon is swellin’ fat, since he got the big head he’s claimin’ that he’s celestial
mike stated clearly that most these n-ggas is vegetable, detestable, dead n-ggas actin’ extra terrestrial
wit’ nothin’ contextual that validates that they’re credible
these n-ggas must be credible, must think that they’re not edible
makin’ outrageous statements, uncheckable, illegible
these n-ggas ain’t gods these n-ggas is frauds, stealin’ st–z cause if they was gods, these n-ggas would all be feelin’ me
no sympathy for simple thieves or gimmicks using similies
who started out as backpacker rappers but now are deities
and d-mn near every n-gga done skeeted the chick he seeded believe it–aye!
(they don’t even want me to say it)
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