Youngblood (Producer) - Stand Back lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1] Cause I've got guns, straps, hundreds of cats Can't see me, nah, I cotch in the flats Bun a CD, yeah, whip a couple tracks Take two draw of the zoot and relax Tell the truth, you're a fa** See you dress up in a suit for the gash Funny what some man do for the cash Me, I spray your whole crew with the gas cause These MCs ain't done what I did Dem likkle bars, they're not big I know where all these MCs live So if they try a ting, I will come to their crib How can I MC with him? I don't really care what crew he's in Draw for the strap, won't do a thing I don't wanna hear that song dem a sing [Bridge] Any funny business, everybody dead I said any funny business, everybody dead Ten gunshot man a send to your head I said ten gunshot man a send to your head Any funny business, everybody dead I said any funny business, everybody dead Ten gunshot man a send to your head I said ten gunshot man a send to your head [Verse 2] Cause I'm kinda cold Grew up on frontline, dem kind of road No, I don't spit grime, dem sound are old I don't care about the records that you've sold You man are eediats, stand up there and pose And just screaming shots at your clothes You ain't seen the straps man a hold Yeah, man are badman, real ice cold Focused, always got my eyes on the prize Man get shook when they see me arrive Don't worry, people, I will survive Have a quick drink, jump in the car and drive Man said he boyed me, that boy lied I know man's everywhere, so he can't hide You're not real so you can't ride I can't believe what the eediat tried [Hook] Stand back, draw for the strap World War business, time to attack I don't wanna k** an MC on the track I said I don't wanna k** an MC on the track Stand back, draw for the strap World War business, time to attack I don't wanna k** an MC on the track I said I don't wanna k** an MC on the track, but [Verse 3] What's this MC on? Don't this guy know MCing's long? I don't wanna hear an MC sing a song I don't even know where these man are from What, blud? Who is he? Some likkle batty boy, don't you agree? Top of the billboards, he won't see Might as well give out his music for free Cuh I don't chat skippiness, I only chat sense Dem boy stupid, don't chat sense Can't diss H, H is hench Do some weights or self-defence You ain't got no strength Try test me? That don't make sense Look at my bredrins, they're all hench Watch an MC get fling in the fence [Hook] Stand back, draw for the strap World War business, time to attack I don't wanna k** an MC on the track I said I don't wanna k** an MC on the track Stand back, draw for the strap World War business, time to attack I don't wanna k** an MC on the track I said I don't wanna k** an MC on the track