Back Is Rare Songtext
von CHARLEE ILLTHOUGHTS
Back Is Rare Songtext
You′ve gotta be careful
You always, gotta be watching your back
Cause if you're not watching it
I promise, someone else will be
Until it all goes black
Until it all, ′til it all, 'til it all goes black
Until it all goes black, until it all goes black
Until it all, 'til it all, ′til it all, ′til it all
Until it all goes black, you gotta watch ya back
In a city full of crooks, get took, caught up in traps
From where I stand, ain't no kinds of slack cut
People get backed up, smacked up, and jacked up
Bad stuff, happens when you out on ya own
The lone wolf zone, easy to smoosh foe, gotta look both ways
Careful when you walk these streets
Try to be low key, camouflage with the concrete
Move with purpose, don′t show stress
Otherwise homocide might decide to step
Violence is true, not a secret that's kept
Wide spread, last impression, before life ends, and death
Takes over, introduces jay hova
Or the devil, if the way that ya played it was way colder
Don′t be surprised, when you're under attack
Until it all goes black, ya gotta watch ya back
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, my back is rare
No, no one has it but me
When your life sucks, you don′t give a fuck
Apathetic, close to givin' up, ain't opposed to gettin′ rough and
Kickin′ up the volume, a couple of notches
Civility drowns beneath the sounds of conflict
And drama, calls to get the reapers attention
Fuck divine intervention, once the violence commences
Next sentence gonna end, a couple of chapters
When the gun shots shatter, no lives gonna matter
Can be a tough dude, it doesn't make you immune
To doom or gloom, check out time, soon as death slides through, its true
Sucker punch, fates favorite tactic
Never see it coming, suddenly there′s just blackness
Even the biggest souls hit black holes and vanish
With all the madness, make precaution a habit
D.T.A. keep away from the traps
Until it all goes black, ya gotta watch ya back.
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, my back is rare
No one has it but me
You always, gotta be watching your back
Cause if you're not watching it
I promise, someone else will be
Until it all goes black
Until it all, ′til it all, 'til it all goes black
Until it all goes black, until it all goes black
Until it all, 'til it all, ′til it all, ′til it all
Until it all goes black, you gotta watch ya back
In a city full of crooks, get took, caught up in traps
From where I stand, ain't no kinds of slack cut
People get backed up, smacked up, and jacked up
Bad stuff, happens when you out on ya own
The lone wolf zone, easy to smoosh foe, gotta look both ways
Careful when you walk these streets
Try to be low key, camouflage with the concrete
Move with purpose, don′t show stress
Otherwise homocide might decide to step
Violence is true, not a secret that's kept
Wide spread, last impression, before life ends, and death
Takes over, introduces jay hova
Or the devil, if the way that ya played it was way colder
Don′t be surprised, when you're under attack
Until it all goes black, ya gotta watch ya back
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, my back is rare
No, no one has it but me
When your life sucks, you don′t give a fuck
Apathetic, close to givin' up, ain't opposed to gettin′ rough and
Kickin′ up the volume, a couple of notches
Civility drowns beneath the sounds of conflict
And drama, calls to get the reapers attention
Fuck divine intervention, once the violence commences
Next sentence gonna end, a couple of chapters
When the gun shots shatter, no lives gonna matter
Can be a tough dude, it doesn't make you immune
To doom or gloom, check out time, soon as death slides through, its true
Sucker punch, fates favorite tactic
Never see it coming, suddenly there′s just blackness
Even the biggest souls hit black holes and vanish
With all the madness, make precaution a habit
D.T.A. keep away from the traps
Until it all goes black, ya gotta watch ya back.
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, no one has it but me
My back is rare, my back is rare
No one has it but me
Writer(s): Charles Wilcox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
