Back End — текст песни (MF Doom is Viktor Vaughn)

[MF Doom/Viktor Vaughn]
Dub it off your man, don`t spend that ten bucks
I did it for the advance, the back end sucks
It`s better than sittin up in a crack den wit the Mac 11
Yellin at your feinds and friends to duck
There`s feds at the door, oh it`s just Fed Ex
I thought I heard walkie talkies, must`ve been them redneck
Neighbors of mine they fuckin with they CB
And we in the spot watchin COPS on TV
Blazin greens, thumpin Big`s first cd
Drinkin OE, hopin pigs don`t see
If they was psychic, they try ta give em the electric chair
It`s gettin hectic in here, and it`s a election year
Keep this section clear, VIP
Shed a few tears since a knee-hi G
And got more tricks up my sleeve, cough, hick-up cough and sneeze
Make a emcee sick and dry heave weeze
They must be still allergic to a
Real raw rhymer with skills thats surgical
Take the day off and lay off the crazy water
It don`t faze V as he lay up wit your lazy daughter..
With your lazy daughter

[MF Doom/Viktor Vaughn]
...Heat the bake, V came to eat your team steak
And for desert, a treat, the green cake
So much sweets it`s a dream, it seem fake
These type feinds make your beat machine break
It`s on the fritz, put it on the ritz
And watch what he gets, once his mits is on the glitz
A lot of rappers is soft tit, talk shit
They need to do us all a big favor, cawk it
..Spit it like raw grits, get it
They better off forfeit admit it
Relaxin in your town, once the tall quit
V keep comin back with more and more hits..
More hits