Back Up Lyrics - Lil' Rob

(Talking) 

Times are getting crazy holmes 

Things are a lot different than they used to be homie 

A lotta these foo's need to back the fuck up 

You know? Odale 

Sittin' at the bar just tippin' the glass 

Tryin' to slow down my life 'cause it's getting' too fast 

But I don't mind see it's like quick in a flash 

See that chick she's imaginin' my dick in her ass 

(Whoa!) Did I say that? That's crazy ain't it? 

Just crazy lookin' don't know how to explain it 

Don't get me wrong homeboy I'm not complainin' 

Don't get all mad I'm not braggin' I'm just sayin' 

Just playin' talk to me bout my music 

I'm just a vato that'll do it just to do it 

I want nothing to do with phony people 

Don't care what you like and don't care who you're cool with 

You're stupid actin' like if I'm the new kid 

I know you back in school you wanted to be the cool kid 

While I sat back and didn't give a fuck 

Now rap is all I have so homeboy that's what's up 

Homie please back up 

Ten paces from the truck 

Don't wanna press your luck 

My bomb'll self destruct 

Homie please back up 

Ten paces from the truck 

Don't wanna press your luck 

My bomb'll self destruct 

I don't forget about the past now I'm kickin' your ass 

I'll do it again and laugh 'cause you're kissin' my ass 

Got a rented 45 and I'm able to shoot 

Itchy finger hare trigger and it's pointed at you 

I'm not here to claim that I'm all insane in the brain 

I'm just here to let you know I'm not the same as you lames 

Your evil's comin' to you; yell for help no one's runnin' to you 

You burnt them bridges, remember? So no one's fuckin' with you 

Ain't got no friends, ain't got no ends 'cause you keep burnin' your people 

Tell me when does it end? When will you realize that shit ain't cool? 

I feel sorry for them kids that wanna be like you 

But they're just kids they really don't know what to do 

Don't worry mijo, it'll come to you 

And you'll say fuck this fool 

What was I thinkin' about this vato's bein' about a buncha dumb shit 

Can't believe I used to bump this, fuck this 

Homie please back up 

Ten paces from the truck 

Don't wanna press your luck 

My bomb'll self destruct 

Homie please back up 

Ten paces from the truck 

Don't wanna press your luck 

My bomb'll self destruct 

Jump in the carrucha put my foot on the gas 

Hit the second switch from the left to lift up the ass 

The ____'s shakin' just to break up the glass 

But I'ma catch you sleepin' and pop a cap in your ass 

Put the holes in my own car if that's where you are 

Handle my shit then probably go back to the bar 

Have me a drink, sit down and think about all the fuckin' bullshit 

That happened to me within this week 

But I'm three feet from gold and I was told I got a flow that's cold 

I guess that explains so many units sold 

I make jams you'll bump hopefully when you get old 

I'm a good guy but sometimes I just explode 

Sometimes I wish that I would rather be home 

Put down the microphone and leave it alone 

Turn off my phone 

Because it's bullshit the way it goes down 

But my people really need me around, Chicano sound