Xen Nightz - Back Online | Текст песни

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Xen Nightz
"Back Online"

Welcome to Shenyang. Please fasten your seat belt

I'll fly 3000 miles to pursue my dream, spread my name, let the world know me
I been livin' overseas since I turned 18, now I'm grown up with my own family

so I had to come back
play time is over
7 years drunk
but the 8th year sober
by the 9th year niggas see me taken over
2011 they better look over their shoulder

bottom of the barrel I can only come up
just like a bullet I'mma leave the game slumpin'
murder and cut it up like guillotine dumpin'
heads gon' roll when they see me eruptin'

"Xen blownin up? Nigga ain't that somethin'"
"thought he was all talk, but his shit bumpin'"
"damn, I should'a hooked that nigga up"
"damn, that nigga got a lotta luck"

it ain't no luck nigga you don't understand
I been puttin' in work and it's all for my fam
daughter gettin' old so my mission has began
doin' everything that I possibly can

to make this money
shit ain't funny
this ain't no joke, don't fuck wit' me homie
fuckin' wit' my money then you fuckin' wit' my family
trust me, you really can't handle me

<< hook >>
back online, to put in work
yes I'mma grind 'til they put me in the dirt
I only see red, that mean I'm on alert
I will not fail, 'cause falling hurts

and it's my time
to hear me speak
and it's my time
to fuckin' eat
<< hook >>

hurt
somebody call me a nurse
Burt Rynold "rappin'", I'm cursin' in person
all in they face when I spurt, my words
one little word but so many verbs

and I'm on mission,
even though I'm twisted
you can even say that I'm tryin'a get lifted
to the top of the game
but wit' out Mary Jane

Chi-town stand up and see
I'm fuckin' starvin', ya'll lemme eat
you don't really want me to return to the street
got 8 years of that mafia in me

the Chinese type that'a cut ya ass up
leave you alive but ya crippled plus
cut out ya tongue, ya eyes and fuck
both hands up, ya life is done

what? You thought I was jokin' or somethin'?
how I used to train on the mountain in the mornin'
nah nigga I trained this shit for real
'til I broke my leg I learned how to kill

like the training in the military
and I mean that literally
yep, don't fuck wit' me boy
my shin will break yo' knee boy

<< hook >>
back online, to put in work
yes I'mma grind 'til they put me in the dirt
I only see red, that mean I'm on alert
I will not fail, 'cause falling hurts

and it's my time
to hear me speak
and it's my time
to fuckin' eat
<< hook >>

listen, I got conflicts of interests
but it will not prevent me from finishin' my mission
and this is a music exhibition
follow 'til the end and you will see that my addiction

music, women and drinkin'
but hold firmly, to my conviction
wishin' away all the worst sins
try to hold back all the stupid bullshit

makin' music is like soothing to me
plus I enjoy music diversity
that's why I make rap and rock on the beat
plus I'm DJ, dance for me

every genre hear me speak
talk about music, I feel so free
talk about life then I tell you, "damn"
"I hate what I am but I am who I am"

<< hook >>
back online, to put in work
yes I'mma grind 'til they put me in the dirt
I only see red, that mean I'm on alert
I will not fail, 'cause falling hurts

and it's my time
to hear me speak
and it's my time
to fuckin' eat
<< hook >>