Lil' Rob Back up Lyrics:
lil rob talking: Times are going crazy holmes.it's
alot different to what it use to be to me.thest
fewls need to back the fuck up ai.orale check this
dog,ai check this out ai.

V1: Sittin at the bar just tippin the glass,tryna
slow down my life because it's gettin to fast.but
i don't mind,see it's like quick in a flash.See
that chick? she's imagining my dick in her
ass.whoa.did i say that? Thats crazy aint it.just
crazy livin,i don't know how to explain it.dont
get me wrong home boy,i'm not complainin.don't get
all mad i'm not braggin i'm just sayin.they're
playin.(?) me by my music.i'm just a vato that'll
do it just to do it.i want nothing to do
with.foney peple don't care what you like and
don't care who your cool with.your stupid.acting
like your with the new kid,but i no you back in
school you wanted to be the cool kid.well i sat
back and didn't give a fuck.now rap is all i got
so homeboy thats whats up.back the fuck up.

Chourus: Homie please back up,(back up) 10 paces
from the truck(back the fuck up dogg) don't wanna
press your luck(you don't want none of this right
here holmes) My bomb will self distruct(back the
fuck up) homie please back up 10 paces from the
truck(i'll self distruct) don't wanna press your
luck(back your fuckin asses up) my bomb will self
distruct(back up!)

V2: I don't forget about the past,and now i'm
kickin your ass.i'll do it again and laugh because
your kissen my ass.i got a brand new 45 and i'm
abel to shoot.Itchy finger hair trigger and it's
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pointed at you.i'm not here to claim that i'm all
insane in the brain.i'm just here to let you know
i'm not the same as you (?) You'll get whats
comeing to you.yell for help.no ones running to
you.you burnt the bridges remember.so no ones
fuckin with you aint got no friends aint got no
ends.cuz you keep on hurting people.tell me when
does it end.when will you relize that shit aint
cool.I feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like
you.but there just kids they don't really know
what to do.dont worry mijo it will come to you
then you'll say fuck this fewl.what was i thinking
about this vato's being about a bunch of dumb shit
can't believe i use to bump this fuck this.

chorus:

v3: jumpin the carrucha put my foot on the gas.hit
the second switch from the left to lift up the
ass.them chicken shits will come to brake up the
glass.then will catch you putos slippin and i'll
put a cap in your ass.bulet holes in my own car if
thats where you are.handle my shit then probably
go back to the bar.have me a drink.sit back and
think about all the fuckin bull shit that happend
to me within this week.but i'm 3 feet from gold
and i was told that i got a flow thats cold.i
guess that explains so many units sold.I'll make
jams for hopefully when you get old.I'm a good guy
but sumtimes i just explode.sometimes i wish that
i would rather be home.put down the michrophone
and leave it alone.turn off my phone.becuase it's
bull shit the way it goes down.but my people
really need me around chicano sound.

chorus: HOMIE PLEASE BACK UP(AI BACK THE FUCK UP)
10 PACES FROM THE TRUCK(BACK UP) DONT WANNA PRESS
YOUR LUCK(YOU DON'T WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK HOLMES)
MY BOMB WILL SELF DISTRUCT. HOMIE PLEASE BACK
UP(BACK UP) 10 PACES FROM THE TRUCK(10 PACES FROM
THE TRUCK) DONT WANNA PRESS YOUR LUCK(DONT WANNA
PRESS YOUR LUCK) MY BOMB WILL SELF DISTRUCT(BLOW
YOUR ASSES UP)

back the fuck up ai.
Lyrics: Back up, Lil' Rob [end]