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When I'm stepping up in the crowd you better back it up
Why you talking down on my name with none to back it up?
Ain't catching up, I'm in the industry 'cause you ain't fast enough
Life is fucking tough, I swear to God I already enough
Back, back it up motherfucker
It up, had enough motherfucker?
Back, talking back when ya' mouth shut
It up, talk to God I swear you had enough
When I'm stepping up in the crowd you better back it up
I had enough, you catch an uppercut and imma fuck you up
I'll tape your mouth shut, zip it up, I make the energy erupt
So back, back, back, before I reach into this bag
My bags packed, hell yeah, you right because I'm mad like big mad
So back, back ****
Telling me to slide, bitch I need the time
To walk into your life and take all that is mine
You don't wanna, you don't wanna
You don't wanna, you don't wanna die
When I'm over all this pain, I won't be a better me
Switching personalities, I don't know whose really me
Peeling off my fucking face, maggots hold my skin in place, go
When I'm stepping up in the crowd you fucking back it up
I don't need your dumbass opinion I know this isn't luck
I will make it you are mistaken you blood sucking mutt
So when I'm making you jump, they better pay me up
I don't have a sight to see, only when I see you bleed
My eyes open up with glee and I'll kill so
When I'm stepping up in the crowd you better-, fuck
Written by: Abenamar Honrubia, Jacob Rubino, Jimmie Aghas, Raimon Broughton, Ryan Joyce
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