[Verse 1 - D120]
We be coming in, bring it back, let me flow again
In my zone, buc back, we be kickin' in the door, then
I bring the apocalypse, with a mighty flow so sick
Rappers be so whack, that it sounds like they're sucking a dick
- Sorry if you are offended, nah, I don't give a fuck
Motherfucking fucked up fucking fuck fucker fuck off
So what’s up, let’s get in to it, got acid for fluid
I kick it, I kill it, yeah ya' know I d-d-d-d-do it
I rip the beat apart, and I make it stop
Killin' it goin' hard, and I make it drop
And I keep movin' forward, cause I'm ready to attack
I kill it like a motherfucker now bring it back, haa
Got a flow like this, killin' it never miss, fuck a diss
I be goin’ strong, y'all should know ya' can't fuck with this
Droppin’ it, wick-wicked sick, on top with the sickness
Groove to the grime motherfucker and taste the crispness
[Chorus – Al-kan]
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ rappers ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
[Verse 2 – Al-kan]
Back with a crazy flow, back with a desert eagle
Where did he go, put it to his brain, let the heat go
-“Bang, bang”
Hairstyle like I’m Sisqó, bitches call me wishful
I play the game with sharks, ya’ niggas be seafood
Ya’ play the with chess ya’ niggas beseech too
I play the game with checkers, and check us we see through
The bigger picture, the picture don’t see ya’
Who the fucks insane nigga, nigga, nigga, that insane
Flow with a bigger, bigger trigger, he’ll figure
Who the fucking best is, ima
Put on my show, then the rest is –history
Come and step to me, thinkin’ that I fell off, I fell off
Well I guess not, I can do it slow or rough
Ain’t no stopping G, I ain’t tryna be the best
A legend for the rest, res, res
[Chorus – Al-kan]
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ rappers ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
[Verse 3 – P Major]
Get your motherfucking hands up, like ya’ walkin’ in the projects
You should had known you can’t fuck with us and been cautious
This shit is like a young bitch, topless “gorgeous”
When you talkin’ ‘bout the record, you look lost kid
I’m way back in the underground
With these younger clowns, cause I been away
But I’m on ya’ now, like a big dick with a condom on
It gets ya’ fucking horny like watching mommy porn “bruh”
I don’t know why these bitches after me
I’m just a pale ginger boy in some baggy jeans
Unlike the Mack Daddy crap, ain’t got no cash, no weed
I get by like a ginger version of the last Mohican
Yo D120, yo Al-kan, what’s happening
You know me only by butt tapin’ and blunt wrapping
So fuck rappin’ ‘bout gun clacking, y’all misplaced
In this game, like a brother in Aspen
[Chorus – Al-kan]
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ rappers ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ bitches ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t hot like me
Fall back! Ya’ niggas ain’t dope like me
Fall back! Ya’ rappers ain’t talk like me
If you wan’t war, bring it to your front door
