Fall Back

[Verse 1:]

These silicone rappers acting real but

Light them up like blunts gotta spill guts

Never mind they still acting tough

My T-shirt breathe corporate corporate magazine steal some

Fuck ever heavy metal shit real pop

You been pop because you daybueing real flop

Cops trying to kill guys but killed shot

Exploring every options while the water still trying to feed cops yeah

Everything a vibe but it's still the same

Only the real remain when i kill the game

Running over the niggers in a renter hearse

Then i erks tire marks tire marks

Wait that's a Kendrick verse

None i ain’t have to steal that

What's left when all of your layers are peeled back

Got a mind like a steel trap

And then fill it to the brim with real raps

[Chorus:]

Yep you wanna fall back (fall back)

You wanna fall back (fall back) [x2]

If you the real shit you really real shit

Drop it let me feel shit if it's really real

If it's really real drop it let me feel some

If it's real drop it let me feel

If you the real shit you really real shit

Drop it let me feel shit if it's really real

If it's really real drop it let me feel some

If it's real drop it let me feel

[Verse 2:]

Up the money tell them to fall back

Fuck the money we coming to north black

The cops trying to kill us we can’t ignore that

Some rally some riot

Government selling up bull shit and we buying

Giving us all sort of drugs and we try it

I’ve never been to a court with a judge that ain’t bias

Look at the conviction rate i got the colour that the system hate

Wait face facts as they face us the racist trying to erase us

Beat us to the truth then erase us

History is a high story Knee high

Don't watch exodus no one is our story

Rearrange the past no one is our glory

Not matter the colours of my brothers will ride for me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]

Hip hop is still evolving from stealing vaults

Some of these real life shit dont appear in blogs

Rap niggers soft this ain’t a pillow talk

At the club ain't saying nothing when they kill us all

Ah silence but you say you real ya that's how you feel huh

Ey yo fro real bro riders better watch who you steal from

A true steal gun tighter than the steel drum

We on that crazy steel drum

Smoking that B real what the fuck you feel one

Wow you niggers acting real young

Stop that recording that baby beef shit feel tongue

Yea no time for your hard feelings

Blood is in the ghetto my socks is like Curt Schilling

Un apologetic as fuck when they say my name

Open methic in the truck men i bring my pain

[Chorus]