Whackjob
Verse 1
what's you gonna do when I block the door, what's you gonna do when I
come back for more. Here I go again defending my life, what's you gonna
do when I reach for the knife? Everybody's talking but nobody's
walking, nobody's learning while these crackheads keep burning. I told
you punk this ain't no game, Deadlift's our mother fucking name.
Family's be stealing while the dealer's be dealing, everybody's scared
but nobody's feeling. The day I began spitting I began writing. The day
I began kicking I began despiting. You better not find out how I can
scrap. Just like he found out I could rap. This ain't no game so
better fucking chill. I told you ... told you I was ill.
Chorus
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
Listen up, Listen up, What the Fuck!
Verse 2
I grew up believing life was a sin but now I sit back and watch the
time table spin. Life can get tricky and sometimes hard, but don't stop
believing in life by the yard. Masterful effort, ways to be found,
Deadlift soldiers lift up from the ground. Digital sounds let me kick
through my digitech from the sounds you aint even heard yet. My
patience is exhausted by a fit of rage don't think I won't let the rat
out of the cage. My fist sounds - buck, buck, buck. Leave your ass
crying what, what, what. Yo check it! Back stabber down, run there's a
new guy in town.
Chorus
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
Listen up, Listen up, What the Fuck!
Chorus
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
I told you - you better back up cause you are whack!
Listen up, Listen up, What the Fuck!
