Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Backboards , by - Sene. Release date: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Backboards |
| I hear the backboards |
| Or is it crackheads shooting .22s |
| That they carry in they shoes during crack wars? |
| You could be a young’un in the city that I’m from |
| And either way, life changes when somebody presses fast forward |
| All I wanted was some pussy and a passport |
| So I ain’t on the train when the baseheads blast off |
| I don’t pledge allegiance |
| See you when I see you |
| If I see you when I need you |
| They say collab or die, I was never for procedure |
| How the fuck can someone climb by reaching underneath them? |
| You just below the sneakers |
| P. S. Yes, these are pf’s |
| Our peeps’ll never be the bleacher creatures screaming, «We next» |
| Keep the kings around our table, keep the queens in the bed |
| Y’all keep the collars, we the regal in the v-necks and Regals |
| Flew the coop, say his name |
| Bald eagle where all’s equal cause all’s evil |
| I say my prayers time to time, no doubt |
| But ain’t no doubt in my mind there will be no sequel |
| So in the name of the father |
| Where I’m from, S Dot Carter |
| Nino and Pacino, yelling «Chi Chi» by the water |
| This is on some Jungle Book, except for I’m the author |
| There’d be nothing more to say |
| If it wasn’t for today |
| Paint a picture of escape |
| But I’ll never run away |
| They trying to make me out of a fool, I make em hand me a mule |
| And told em hand me a tool and turn this booth to a school |
| They trying to tell me to die, put that tool in his eye |
| Make em take back pride, I’m back to break bad ties |
| Told the city I’m home, it’s a pity you gone |
| Coulda said it to the dead, but I said it to clones |
| They call me B-L-U, keep the details short |
| Send your female love and send that e-mail through |
| I give a fuck about the drama |
| Bout to slap the shit out of a rapper momma |
| If he keep acting like he got a problem |
| Keep it true and original, you exist in the digital |
| Being me is a ritual, being you is a ridicule |
| Swallow your efforts, spot you out like a leopard |
| Peace to God and the shepherd |
| That nigga Hov is a measure |
| You could praise all the Jays |
| You could say it’s a phase |
| Some are meant to remain |
| And some of you got to change |
| My advice is leave your vices where the vice is |
| Ain’t no prizes for the fighters that lost |
| Cut the snake after he swallows his thoughts |
| Bitch niggas |