Artist: Spittin Cobra f/ Outlawz Album: Bang Back 12" Song: Bang Back Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Verse 1: Young Noble] Bang back on them homie, better get your cash on Real city to my block homie, better get your mash on Every second's a dollar shorty my time costs Now you know you in the presence of a real boss Makavelli trained yeah, military minded My hustle is immaculate, my music is timeless Passport player been around the world a couple times Show you how to make a couple million of a couple rhymes Up in vip, one deep with a couple dimes Outside my young niggas posted with a couple nines Don't be blinded by the smoke and all the mirrors Just stay focused on the realness we give hope to ghetto children Look, bang back, they can dish it out then they can take that Black cloud over your head, it's hard to shake that Everytime I spit it's similar to grade A crack Outlawz and Cobra, the haters sure to hate that! [Chorus: Spittin Cobra & Outlawz](x2) Bang Back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash for it I'm just hoping it's worth it and you got your cash for it Bang back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash on them We mash on them, ain't no reversing, we going fast forward [Verse 2: Spittin Cobra] Yeah I sharpened my blade in the darkest day I'm ready for war (ready for war) My rage in a cage, I'm bout to unleash it Can't take it no more (can't take it no more) You fakers and haters are what I deplore Community unity, something I swore The pain of my people is deep in my core Let's settle the score! Coming to kick in the door The government give to the rich and they killing the poor So fuck justice! That blind bitch is just a morbid whore But Imma keep getting this money You can't take it from me, sonny, caus we pimpin the system Keep it on the low low, say no to popo The way I be living but Imma never be a victim Mind of an Outlaw, let the gat draw Left hook southpaw, get a cracked jaw Real city raised, hell yeah I'm that raw Up and comin but I cut'em like a hacksaw Spittin Cobra, someone you can never diss Meticulous lyricist, better never get me pissed Venomous nemesis and I never miss With a flow so sick that I need a therapist Sour mash Tennessee, Hennessy and gin Let them be the remedy for my life of sin Caus money and hoes make foes out of friends so tell me who's real? Who's down till the end? I don't really know but soon we goin see So we keep on fightin till we all free O.U.T.L.A.W.Z. , United Minorities, we RBG! [Chorus: Spittin Cobra & Outlawz](x2) Bang Back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash for it I'm just hoping it's worth it and you got your cash for it. Bang back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash on them We mash on them, ain't no reversing, we going fast forward [Verse 3. EDI] It's like a jungle out here sometimes I wonder Do these smiling faces really got love or do they want me under? The jail is some dirt, they scared of the work Fuck what you heard, I've seen worse They holla church when they see me coming through Outlaw initiated, pussy niggas can't fade it Mobbin up in your hood, even though I ain't from there My track record and face card help me get more love there Kickin it with the thugs there, I tell them they can do it to He inspired so we tried, now they getting money too It's just how we do, they feds don't love it though (they don't know) It's legal money fool, eat a dick slow! Better get low when we hit the corner Made nigga mafia, death before dishonour Better get low when we hit the corner Ain't no stopping us, put that on my momma, pussy nigga! [Chorus: Spittin Cobra & Outlawz](x2) Bang Back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash for it I'm just hoping it's worth it and you got your cash for it Bang back, they ask for it, bang back, we mash on them We mash on them, ain't no reversing, we going fast forward [Outro: Spittin Cobra] Yeah Spittin Cobra, Outlawz One world, one nation Bang Back at the system, chyea