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Trends Of Culture - "Who Got My Back'"
Lyrics to Who Got My Back' : (feat. Method Man, Treach) [Bad Mentalz] You look my all, but you jaw folks be forward We from the same zone, but you wanna cause war Then Bad Mentalz mold to make match things upon this mission So I drink the booze, so I block out all restriction Now I am prepared for these hazardous conditions So brothers will be scared, but in my past, theres no pissin Genoese, Im feelin this, Im illin this, forever Forever, just out as long as these niggas aint never pull my lever Figurin, rush triggerin this nigga and, conditionin of the mental slang You become legendary for the men you bury So I work with this, I just be merciless just like a mercy man Just comin with a spark, perpetrated heart, damn if he do (Trends though he the rule) But lets begin to ruffle, Trends setter huddle No way that my neckll buckle in the scuffle, yo lets shuffle Lets hook to the dome of a cut, yo, whats up Swagger as you stagger, I bust you like a neck flexed out And watch the wreck come trickle in Adrenaline, come any men, cause its my temple that you ticklin Mad rows, bad blows surfin through the shadows That cant go, the test stress of your chest, your back blows This cover, this mother, this and another, because your back wasnt covered [Method Man] Me, nothin I hate more than a fake and phony ass nigga In my square, prepare for the nation, if I slam, like my culture Old jet style and get bit by the vulture Scavenger, take anyone on the calendar In the back, you can be the champ, Ill be challenger From the underground, understand, Im the underdog That one and all, some hungrier than yall Water down bastard, styles not long from the casket 36 Chambers of death, kid, to let it Now they goin, oh hey, except it Come here with the childish shit, you get molested I got the anger of a slave man Usin my change to bring pain, to the cave man Dig it, its the, I aint got no love for the nigga on the trigga With my name on a slug, now ask yourself [Chorus: Trends of Culture (Treach)] Who got my back, who got my back' (Naught got your back) Who got my back, who got my back' (Ill Town got your back) Who got my back, who got my back' (North Carolina got your back) Who got my back, who got my back' (Virginia got your back) [Treach] Blaow, cli-clao, cli-clao, how you like me now Blaow, cli-clao, cli-clao, guard your lips, funk that Who see my back, who be my back, who rockin that' Who got my back, like that, a gat Looks like a pump, feels like a sneaker Even deeper a reaper aint scared of a weaker creeper either It aint no mystery, you played your history like a hoochie Now we see where Miss Goldberg is a Whoopie White face, black paint, didnt get me dancin White men cant jump, and I bet you ten cant dance, son Fuck what you heard, just act like you listen Any mission caught dissin, listen, Im pissin on your system Then Im playin Mr. Split You, with your sister Fuck stick and move, bitch Im slick, I stick and blister Then I sliver through your liver, quiver, shake an earthquake The style shaker, that make you wet the faker To tell em Im yellin, cause Im strapped, Im mad at the world Drinkin earl, heard shots, who got my back [Nastee] A mastermind takes dimes to create And if youre not experienced, you best contend with your own weak class Word to my grannys ass, my range is strange Enter, box ripper, to the center Here I am, so what, this niggas style is what I throw a brick from the lip, when Im in the cut Always representin, cause the men, done white Hittin the uptown slick nigga, shit through the night Cause I hate when other niggas list it, check this, kissed it Never had to diss it, call me swinger man I maintain my rap, get my dap and I step through the rubble Lookin for trouble, muthafuckas here it is, grown in your biz I put your all in here, Im sayin flows for days where the big boys be playin Mad styles from mad files, see, Trend-men wreck shit from miles and mile and miles I dedicate my skill to the sewers I dedicate my skill to those who walk through the manure Forgot a, whose in the butter, here we are Call us Trend-men, we come and make muthafuckin masada Who got my back in the mist of the mayhem When I attack em, Brother Nast out to slay em [Outro: Treach (Method Man) {Nastee}] Yeah, word up, peace out the gutter Who dat' D-Ski, Lord Champ, Trends State, Rikers Island All will, North County (Wow, Meth Tical, power cypher got my back The whole Shaolin Island got my back Yeah, even Long Island got my back, and Im out) {Word up, word up, Brother Nast, Uptown Represent niggas, in Brooklyn, in Bronx, all yall niggas Get live with us, Trends of Culture, who got my back' [ Who Got My Back' Lyrics ]
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