[Lil Rob]
Times are getting crazy holmes
Things are a lot different than they used to be homie
A lotta these foo`s need to back the fuck up
You know? Orale
Check this out dawg
Sittin` at the bar just tippin` the glass
Tryin` to slow down my life `cause it`s gettin too fast
But I don`t mind see it`s like quick in a flash
See that chick she`s imaginin` my dick in her ass (Whoa!)
Did I say that? That`s crazy ain`t it?
Just crazy lookin` don`t know how to explain it
Don`t get me wrong homeboy I`m not complainin`
Don`t get all mad I`m not braggin` I`m just sayin`
Just playin` talk to me bout my music
I`m just a vato that`ll do it just to do it
I want nothing to do with... phony people
Don`t care what you like and don`t care who you`re cool with
You`re stupid actin` like if I`m the new kid
I know you back in school you wanted to be the cool kid
While I sat back and didn`t give a fuck
Now rap is all I have so homeboy that`s what`s up
[Chorus]
Homie please back up
Ten paces from the truck
Don`t wanna press your luck
My bomb`ll self destruct
Homie please back up
Ten paces from the truck
Don`t wanna press your luck
My bomb`ll self destruct
[Lil Rob]
I don`t forget about the past now I`m kickin` your ass
I`ll do it again and laugh `cause you`re kissin` my ass
Got a rented 45 and I`m able to shoot
Itchy finger hare trigger and it`s 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 lames
Your evil`s comin` to you; yell for help no one`s runnin` to you
You burnt them bridges, remember? So no one`s fuckin` with you
Ain`t got no friends, ain`t got no ends `cause you keep burnin` your people
Tell me when does it end? When will you realize that shit ain`t cool?
I feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like you
But they`re just kids they really don`t know what to do
Don`t worry mijo, it`ll come to you
And you`ll say fuck this fool
What was I thinkin` about this vato`s bein` about a buncha dumb shit
Can`t believe I used to bump this, fuck this
[Chorus]
[Lil Rob]
Jump in the carrucha put my foot on the gas
Hit the second switch from the left to lift up the ass
The shakin` just to break up the glass
But I`ma catch you sleepin` and pop a cap in your ass
Put the holes in my own car if that`s where you are
Handle my shit then probably go back to the bar
Have me a drink, sit down and think
about all the fuckin` bullshit that happened to me within this week
But I`m three feet from gold and I was told I got a flow that`s cold
I guess that explains so many units sold
I make jams you`ll bump hopefully when you get old
I`m a good guy but sometimes I just explode
Sometimes I wish that I would rather be home
Put down the microphone and leave it alone
Turn off my phone
Because it`s bullshit the way it goes down
But my people really need me around, Chicano sound
[Chorus]
[Lil Rob]
Back the fuck up ey
