SIK - Back From The Grave lyrics

[Intro] Opera Singing [Verse1] Wake yo a** up like yo momma Did at 6 o Clock Tick A Tock b**h yo time's up and Mines on the dot Boom A Clot Mi ought to Make A Rude Boy Buck A Shot Im From where you f** around and yo chest look like polka dots Stick up Kids Lurking, And them Fiends trying to Smoke A rock 5 Kids, 7 Babies Daddies Know She f** Alot Nough Of That, I dont Spend No Time On No f**in' Thots Cease That f** The Other Side Talk And Yelling k** A Opp Im A Lame As n***a, Right Back At Cha' Catch My Balls IN Your Mouth Like A f**in' back catcher Call It Baseball Voted Least Likely to be hated on Stand Behind My Bars And Have You Muthaf**as Pay The Bond Everyday we Dancing with The Vultures and we prayed upon Set Us Up For Failure Swam Up sh** Creek And Smell Ya Loser Paraphernalia Wal-Mart Name Badge Dreaming Bout the day that martin Luther really Came Back Constant Urge to Throw my body on the train track But If I Do It, Ain't' No Second Guess And I Can't Take it Back 30 years later, List of Greats Like Where My Name At [Hook] Lord Forgive Me For All My Sins Humble Beginnings To Multiply Ends Scandelous b**hes And All Fake Friends Should We All Make Amends If The World Gon' End And The earth keep spinning going round and around Just When You Thought My sh** Was Going Down For The Count Came Back To It brought It Back Around So tell Them This is a stick up and get all on the ground And The earth keep spinning going round and around Just When You Thought My sh** Was Going Down For The Count Came Back To It brought It Back Around So tell Them This is a stick up and get all on the ground [Verse2] I Wrote this At My Lowest of my low Where Don't Nobody Want to Go About to reign on their head get a f**in' poncho I've Been Dealing With Depression, Dont Talk if you dont know Ask Me Do I still Flow, Do Fisherman need a Boat? b**hes playing round my poll like democrats needed votes Change Visions I Need Remotes, When Every Body Went Ghost I Approach This sh** With A Pa**ion Make Sure Ya Yo Mileage Right If You Gon' Try to pa** me Boy Gimme Them Riches Like My Last Name Gatsby Neva trust A Ho If Make Friends with a Athlete Thats Just A Statistic And A Fact B I Give you the truth if you gon' ask me All About The f**in' A&M like A Aggie f** The World And fathered without A Maggie Get Up In they Ass, Chris Stokes and you Raz B You Be too Gay That Other sh** Gon' End Today Saint T Lamont Back From The Grave Listen to What Yo Momma Say, Bobby Bushea Always Say That You Learned Your Lesson But It Be Too Late Silicon Clones Boi You Be Too Fake And you talk too much I call you ricky Lake f** You Got To Say Keep Your 2 cents in your piggy bank sh**tin' on the game til' every where I sit has got to stank But until i'll be that n***a in the crowd who ain't' got no rank Quick to slay your whole crew they leaking like some candy paint [Hook] Lord Forgive Me For All My Sins Humble Beginnings To Multiply Ends Scandalous b**hes And All Fake Friends Should We All Make Amends If The World Gon' End And The earth keep spinning going round and around Just When You Thought My sh** Was Going Down For The Count Came Back To It brought It Back Around So tell Them This is a stick up and get all on the ground And The earth keep spinning going round and around Just When You Thought My sh** Was Going Down For The Count Came Back To It brought It Back Around So tell Them This is a stick up and get all on the ground