Twista finna get up on the track
So im'ma stand at your back
Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag
Tones of foreigners, hecklers looking back/
Looking for cops behind my back
Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black
Back and forth, and then back again
Flyer than the rest of them
To push this faggots cork back
Sneak up on attack
I'm about to snap
Went back on the way back back
And daddy's in the cadillac
Until you go behind my back
Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin
Back to back we crack 'em back, platinum plaques stackin',
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