Back Up (Lupah Phaiym Remix)

[Intro: JP Tha Hustler]
Lupah Phaiym!

[Verse 1: Slyzwicked]
That skull and cross mics, circle saw and axe time
I'm steadily eatin' you rappers still on an off night
I bite like a piranha that got a shark's bite
F-16 the fighter fuckers ready to take flight
He's burning them fumes, give me some room, I'ma get into it
No need for this jibber-jabbin', give me the mic, no I'll prove it
See, really ain't nothin' to it, I'm spittin' that lighter fluid
You throwin' that shade my way, I'm droppin' the flames that shine right through it
See, really ain't nothing you can do and let alone can stop me
The horror rocky, keepin' it confident but never cocky
I show respect by givin' them credit where it's always due
No need to hate for another artist like these suckers do
Y'all need to humble yourselves 'cause you are not the greatest
There's always someone better out there, yeah, I had to say this
'Cause some of y'all are single, trippin' and I know you fibbin'
I ain't even fuckin' this track, just stuck my tip in it

[Chorus: D-Roc]
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade

[Verse 2: JP Tha Hustler]
I'm a renegade, game and I'm here to elevate
Flow it at a better rate, killing shit and celebrate
The mad scientist, welcome to the lion's den
Don't even try it, you'll be crying like the rest of them
I spit soliloquies and they're served prophetically
The nature boy JP bodying my enemies
Wicked with the chemistry, cooking up a fire track
I beat you then debase you blow it up with that fire crack
The mic is smokin' like an addict in a panic
Leave it hanging and it swingin' like my nuts when I'm bangin'
On you bitches 'cause you ballin' like a bunch of booty plates
Must be crazy if you thinkin' you be doin' something shady
Get it straight, I'm a grinder, I'm a hundred proof rhymer
Super Saiyan when I'm slayin, Flavor Flav, big timer
Switch your channel to the GRE sound
Poltergeist when I write, I’m here to lay you all down

[Chorus: D-Roc]
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade

[Verse 3: D-Roc]
Back up, back up, back up, we merkin' on every track
Work with JP Tha Hustler, attackin' all you lames man
Crackin' on you busters, better stay outta my way
Outta my lane or I might punk you, grab the shotty out the Chevy
And show you just what the pump do, kill these rap tracks
It's really what I'm up to, we slappin' you rap fags
Really what I'm gonna do when your whole team's finished
So stupid and dimwitted, making moves with no scrimmage
Tell me what you doin' now, GRE's been the sound
Payin' these dues, gainin' our views, movin' around and I'm doin' it proud
Flew through the city, I'm tearing it down
Stomping around, being profound
I'm taking on shit but no one around
White Noize boys, we rocking the town
Swing batter batter, I'm up on the mound
Centipedes feelin' me gonna be drowned
No need withstand but you better be ready 'cause you're about to get clowned ('Bout to get clowned)
Better be ready 'cause you're about to get clowned

[Chorus: D-Roc]
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade
Back up, back up, now what you gon' do?
We attackin' you rappers when GRE is coming through
Back up, back up, now what you gon' say?
When we livid man you busters obliteratin' your fade