Pay Them Back Lyrics
| Song | Pay Them Back |
| Artist | Brother Ali |
| Album | Shadows On The Sun |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ant, Brother Ali | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Tears have been shed | |
| Lives have been lost | |
| Blood has been spilled | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Damn, look at em sittin there, cats missin their chance | |
| Pissin their pants for opportunities and disappear into a bar stool | |
| Pardon you for thinkin I forgot about | |
| The way that children act when the stars come out | |
| It would be too much like right for them to tune up their sight and then | |
| Pursue something tight within, the blue ugly life they're in | |
| Liked your grimace but I must admit it's been a while | |
| Since my outer adult disciplined your inner child | |
| I've taught you the limits now when I crack your slumber | |
| I expect you to say, "Thank you sir, can I have another?" | |
| Your chance to wonder is up holler enough talkin | |
| So they won't be caught off guard when I'm knockin the dust off em | |
| Plus tossin em in a moshpit, my village sacrifices virgin rappers | |
| Who don't do the Rites of Passage | |
| Curl em backwards till they faces touch they asses | |
| Mail em off the parage way and don't insure the package | |
| Burned your vermin asses, learned your nervous habits | |
| In turn my current status lefts serpents swervin backwards | |
| I rock parties where half the crowd is rappers | |
| And analyze my diction as if their opinion matters | |
| I splatter patterns of poetic eloquence | |
| Mutterin bone shudderin utterin sense, they fluter and twitch | |
| The ironic part of it is, I ain't tryin to scare these kids | |
| Just tryin to connect them to the heritage | |
| Beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don't disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y'all can do is try and pay em back | |
| I said beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don't disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y'all can do is try and pay em back | |
| You ain't the first, you will not be the last | |
| Contribute | |
| Do your shit, step the **** off | |
| You're not half as important as you think you are | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Blood on beats |
| zuo qu : Ant, Brother Ali | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Tears have been shed | |
| Lives have been lost | |
| Blood has been spilled | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Damn, look at em sittin there, cats missin their chance | |
| Pissin their pants for opportunities and disappear into a bar stool | |
| Pardon you for thinkin I forgot about | |
| The way that children act when the stars come out | |
| It would be too much like right for them to tune up their sight and then | |
| Pursue something tight within, the blue ugly life they' re in | |
| Liked your grimace but I must admit it' s been a while | |
| Since my outer adult disciplined your inner child | |
| I' ve taught you the limits now when I crack your slumber | |
| I expect you to say, " Thank you sir, can I have another?" | |
| Your chance to wonder is up holler enough talkin | |
| So they won' t be caught off guard when I' m knockin the dust off em | |
| Plus tossin em in a moshpit, my village sacrifices virgin rappers | |
| Who don' t do the Rites of Passage | |
| Curl em backwards till they faces touch they asses | |
| Mail em off the parage way and don' t insure the package | |
| Burned your vermin asses, learned your nervous habits | |
| In turn my current status lefts serpents swervin backwards | |
| I rock parties where half the crowd is rappers | |
| And analyze my diction as if their opinion matters | |
| I splatter patterns of poetic eloquence | |
| Mutterin bone shudderin utterin sense, they fluter and twitch | |
| The ironic part of it is, I ain' t tryin to scare these kids | |
| Just tryin to connect them to the heritage | |
| Beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don' t disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y' all can do is try and pay em back | |
| I said beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don' t disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y' all can do is try and pay em back | |
| You ain' t the first, you will not be the last | |
| Contribute | |
| Do your shit, step the off | |
| You' re not half as important as you think you are | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Blood on beats |
| zuò qǔ : Ant, Brother Ali | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Tears have been shed | |
| Lives have been lost | |
| Blood has been spilled | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Damn, look at em sittin there, cats missin their chance | |
| Pissin their pants for opportunities and disappear into a bar stool | |
| Pardon you for thinkin I forgot about | |
| The way that children act when the stars come out | |
| It would be too much like right for them to tune up their sight and then | |
| Pursue something tight within, the blue ugly life they' re in | |
| Liked your grimace but I must admit it' s been a while | |
| Since my outer adult disciplined your inner child | |
| I' ve taught you the limits now when I crack your slumber | |
| I expect you to say, " Thank you sir, can I have another?" | |
| Your chance to wonder is up holler enough talkin | |
| So they won' t be caught off guard when I' m knockin the dust off em | |
| Plus tossin em in a moshpit, my village sacrifices virgin rappers | |
| Who don' t do the Rites of Passage | |
| Curl em backwards till they faces touch they asses | |
| Mail em off the parage way and don' t insure the package | |
| Burned your vermin asses, learned your nervous habits | |
| In turn my current status lefts serpents swervin backwards | |
| I rock parties where half the crowd is rappers | |
| And analyze my diction as if their opinion matters | |
| I splatter patterns of poetic eloquence | |
| Mutterin bone shudderin utterin sense, they fluter and twitch | |
| The ironic part of it is, I ain' t tryin to scare these kids | |
| Just tryin to connect them to the heritage | |
| Beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don' t disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y' all can do is try and pay em back | |
| I said beneath the outer layer the train is black | |
| You just don' t disrespect the people that lay the tracks | |
| You love this human expression and they gave you that | |
| And so the least y' all can do is try and pay em back | |
| You ain' t the first, you will not be the last | |
| Contribute | |
| Do your shit, step the off | |
| You' re not half as important as you think you are | |
| Blood on beats | |
| Blood on beats |
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