Guez Whoz Bak

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Tommy Cash - Rap, Trap

Guez Whoz Bak

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[Intro] Nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya, nya, nya Nya, nya Nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya, nya Nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya, nya Nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya Nya-nya, nya, nya, nya [Chorus] Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) [Verse 1] The year was grey, 1991 When Tommy got produced by some chemical waste and cum Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan I am married to those beats, where's my number one fan? Half human, half machine Not a real fucking human being Can't cry, only hope Can't smile, so I smoke Without a wolfpack, alone, and my mood getting colder I'm only 21, but my mind is older Gonna live large, die young, most insane This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain (Kurt Cobain) [Chorus] Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) [Verse 2] Once upon a time, not long ago (Long ago) Came out white dynamite, you never heard of me before I don't live by the gun, I live by the ton Smoke all that shit, flush it down with rum As I sit in my dark room, make music like I'm Dracula Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula I may be young but I'm definitely ready These blue balls full of lyrics are getting kind of heavy So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse As I come back straight with a combat Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract [Chorus] Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) Guess who's back? Up in the mix With my long brown hair And my big white lips (White lips) [Outro] Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy…

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Credits

Writers
  • Tommy Cash