No need for back up
• Written by SubHerb
Starts @ 8 seconds
Back up, hold that
Cold shit, bold spit
Shit this spit just got worse
Verse for verse worst comes to worst
Still here hold my ground
Old blood fuck that
New book next chapter
Round two I take hold
Pound your face fucking disgrace
Keep pace your too late
Back for more round three
Taking down all these trees
Brown kid on the mic
Back up I feel the blow
Rack on racks
Crack heads up in here
Crack pipe just cracked right here
Right now it's just me
No tag team only me
Dirt rag wipe you up
Wiped out in just one shot
One man army
Need a fan to cool off
Held you off, No Pressure, Stop the press it's all over
All done, Less shit, Next in line, Feeling fine
Too real was this rap even though it looks like crap
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SubHerb
Member since April 18 2014