Back stabbers! (Back stabbers)
Two-faced (Two-faced)
Low-lives (Low-lives)
It's time to step up to the plate
A one, two, a one, two, a one, two
What the fuck you gonna do?
You know I see right through you (through you)
When you act like you don't know me (know me)
You lie, you cheat
You steal, you lose
Wouldn't wanna be in your shoes (so buckle up)
Always lookin' over your shoulder (shoulder)
For the ones you stick (stick)
You sick little prick (prick)
It looks like your times runnin' out (ooh)
I'm creepin' up your back (back)
So whatcha you all about?
I'm too fuckin' good, and fuckin' proud!!!
I'm gonna show you how bad it hurts to be a clown!!!
You're the kind of guy with two faces (faces)
Just another life that's wasted (wasted)
Here's a little fact (fact)
You do me like that (that)
End up in the back (back)
Of my trunk in a sack (sack)
You'd better keep your hands off (what)
What's mine and anybody else's (else's)
When you're selfish (selfish)
Your wealth is (wealth is)
All you crave (crave) from the cradle to the grave
I got a little bitty question
Just what the fuck are you thinkin'?
You think you're all that and then some?
Well you're not
I think you're dum ditty dum
I take it back (back)
Those thoughts are kinda whack (whack)
Don't really need that kind of karma on the track (track)
Maybe Freddy Krueger will step into your dream and
Burn you like a demon and leave your ass screamin'.
To be exact (exact)
I wanted to react (act)
Mission of attack (tack)
Your head was gettin' cracked (cracked)
But you're a human bein'
That's lucky to be breathin'
And that's that... that's that
I don't trust nobody (nobody)
And nobody trusts me
Never gonna trust anybody (gonna trust anybody)
And that's the way it's gonna be (gonna be)(C. Kirschner, A. Phillips, O. Teeba, J. Wherry) Produced by the Herbaliser (BMI). Concetta Music (BMI). Bass by Kester Lydon. Keys by Jake Wherry. Cuts by DJ Ollie Teeba. The Herbaliser appears courtesy of Nam's Illest Entertainment.
Ooh here I come not what you expected
Y'all erected while I wreck shit next bit hard while I wreck it
Elected prom queen on the strength of my last record
Hectic get nekkid and do it backstage after you all exit
About three minutes start countin back seconds
I got sexists beggin me to make me breakfasts
Winnipeg to Texas, Easter egg to Xmas
Ass in excess make them other senseless girls look anorexics
Ain't nobody can do what I do, can't have what I have, untouchable don't be mad
If naughty girls need love too then I guess I'm bad
Flow like Maxi Pad, magic Alad it's just some crazy spark I always had
Y'all are gonna feel like Chris Columbus when you discover me
Under the covers undercover in reverie readily I'd say I was bigger than Jesus
Save the formal apology for my Anthology and Regis
7EVEN: Stand off/hands off
The Princess resussin y'all fresh air in the game
Hands off she's untouchable, untouchable what, untouchable what, untouchable what, untouchable right
I'm the finest of the best and if that don't make sense
Who cares look at how I dress and if that don't make sense I'm gonna talk about you in past tense
And if that don't make sense fuck you I'm a go smoke sens
Don't start a fight with me I don't care I'll bite your teeth
Get in ya shit like a colostomy impossible to compete with me
A Prophecy- I'm gonna own everything like I was an apostrophe
Number 1 on Billboard a record of just me coughing see
To heck with ya I'm kickin non-sequiturs
To all my competitors so out your range don't give a what if I'm strange
Come up to my room D'Angelo I want to bite your abdomen-what!
Have fun crush you lyrically like Nell Carter mixed with Big Pun and Ru