GrewSum - Come Back lyrics
[GrewSum - Come Back lyrics]
What you're about to witness
Is a near life experience
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
From the Iowa fields all the
Way out to south beach
They lovin' the kid with
The burningfull mouthpiece
Spittin' out these flows, cause without me
These motherfuckers are slippin' like
Standing on grease
I got my feet firm on the ground
Just waitin' to bring the flame
And baby I burn em down
Takin' your lady, makin' her crazy
Bend over and turn around
Hit it and pass it on to my homies
Can turn it out that's what's up with that
Midwest melodic flow
That you know was inspired by
Bone Thugs for sure
Let em know, we ain't fuckin' around
Country boy let me know when
You're comin' to town
I'm back like the opposite of front is
Here to do the underground justice
Get up off my nuts kid
Gone so long that you almost forgot me
But I'm back up in the cut
Like a fucking autopsy
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
Don't even had to hear
Cause I rip it into shreds
Underground motherfucker
Representin' till I'm dead
Professional against you little
Messengers of death
My wrecking crews attestin' to the
Fact that I'm the best
I ain't got to rep recruit to let you know
That it's on fucker
Your dads got a uglier son than Tom Tucker
Leave your little homos and cock suckers
Extinct like Dodo's from a 44 tuckers
No gangster, but I do know crazy
People that will buck you
On some fuck you pay me
Leave you leaking brain gravy and maybe
Lookin' like your forehead just gave
Birth to a baby
Raw talkin' rockin' and non stopin'
Sock ‘em in the head
Till the skeleton softens
Hit em with the blade till
His arms fall off him
Choppin' so the body can fit
In the small coffin
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
The musical gift that I got from my popa
Got me popping on the scene as a rhyme talker
Might stalk you
You fucking with a crime author
Taking over, horrorcore is my genre
I'm the king and you know it if you heard me
I’m worthy of the crown from my dirty
Sound now that you down with the misson
We gon' stand here firm
No leaving opposition
We deserve much better than we got
Heading for the top
If they in the bulidin’ we
Behead ‘em with the chops
Sever in their top
With a sharp machete till they flop
Then we cook em up
Steady in the kettle or a pot
All my teammates know that they're
Fuckin' with the straight boss
Starving rappers till they're skinnier
Than Kate Moss
Weight loss from the fact that they came soft
Had to come back cause the game fell way off
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
Is a near life experience
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
From the Iowa fields all the
Way out to south beach
They lovin' the kid with
The burningfull mouthpiece
Spittin' out these flows, cause without me
These motherfuckers are slippin' like
Standing on grease
I got my feet firm on the ground
Just waitin' to bring the flame
And baby I burn em down
Takin' your lady, makin' her crazy
Bend over and turn around
Hit it and pass it on to my homies
Can turn it out that's what's up with that
Midwest melodic flow
That you know was inspired by
Bone Thugs for sure
Let em know, we ain't fuckin' around
Country boy let me know when
You're comin' to town
I'm back like the opposite of front is
Here to do the underground justice
Get up off my nuts kid
Gone so long that you almost forgot me
But I'm back up in the cut
Like a fucking autopsy
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
Don't even had to hear
Cause I rip it into shreds
Underground motherfucker
Representin' till I'm dead
Professional against you little
Messengers of death
My wrecking crews attestin' to the
Fact that I'm the best
I ain't got to rep recruit to let you know
That it's on fucker
Your dads got a uglier son than Tom Tucker
Leave your little homos and cock suckers
Extinct like Dodo's from a 44 tuckers
No gangster, but I do know crazy
People that will buck you
On some fuck you pay me
Leave you leaking brain gravy and maybe
Lookin' like your forehead just gave
Birth to a baby
Raw talkin' rockin' and non stopin'
Sock ‘em in the head
Till the skeleton softens
Hit em with the blade till
His arms fall off him
Choppin' so the body can fit
In the small coffin
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!
The musical gift that I got from my popa
Got me popping on the scene as a rhyme talker
Might stalk you
You fucking with a crime author
Taking over, horrorcore is my genre
I'm the king and you know it if you heard me
I’m worthy of the crown from my dirty
Sound now that you down with the misson
We gon' stand here firm
No leaving opposition
We deserve much better than we got
Heading for the top
If they in the bulidin’ we
Behead ‘em with the chops
Sever in their top
With a sharp machete till they flop
Then we cook em up
Steady in the kettle or a pot
All my teammates know that they're
Fuckin' with the straight boss
Starving rappers till they're skinnier
Than Kate Moss
Weight loss from the fact that they came soft
Had to come back cause the game fell way off
Everybody knows they need me to come back
Rock shows, fuck hoes and keep it on track
Indepedent right now, so keep your contracts
Motherfuckers!