Can’t Go Back

Lyrics

[Chorus: F.E.T.U.S.] Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking (I hear it kicking) Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run (Yep, uh huh, uh huh) Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run (Yep, uh huh, uh huh) I killed 'em all, I can't go back now (Uh huh) Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now [Verse 1: F.E.T.U.S.] Let me tell y'all one thing (Uh huh) I don't fuck with none of you capers (Naw) I sling blades and it cuts throats Like a tracheotomy, basic (Let's go) Niggas know I'm around hate You bеtter take me outta thеse places (Uh huh) 'Cause I put a bullet in the millimeter Killing any you or anybody writing who basic Tell 'em, fall back, no trust tests Nigga, I've been looking but ain't got no fucks left I'ma chain bitches by the drain, gonna get your brain You would think that she loves sex I'ma go one-by-one with guns, the sign of opposition like the roughneck I got Glock niggas plus Techs with suspects The round when they touch chests and rough flesh I'm smoking they names, won't do shit about it [Spanish (1:26-1:27)?] summa cum laude Consuming they body like fluids and IV's If you get beside me and you ain't in my league Put two in your Buick while you niggas driving Hit, ain't shit to it, no poo and no potty I'll cut up and just make the call And not worry about what the homie gon' do with the body Let's go [Chorus: F.E.T.U.S.] Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking (I hear it kicking) Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run (yep, uh huh, uh huh) Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run (yep, uh huh, uh huh) I killed 'em all, I can't go back now (uh huh) Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now [Verse 2: Suffer] Да-да-да, я всего-то убивал бит Да-да-да, у тебя, походу, бомбит На вид тебе не больше пятнадцати В общем, убраться тебе пора бы Я вмиг проник на бит, как пить дать И вам в лица рифма клик-клак, крик, страх Ты подумай головой, но быстро Время тик-так Стиль как будто бы демон Мой хип-хап — к виску парабеллум Как крут бы ты не был — он пустит по венам Вам яд моментально, как спрут или веном (Спрут или веном) Ну же, коллега, давай, поднажми, потому что тягаться мне с вами так просто (Просто) Пристанищем на постоянной основе теперь тебе гроб стал (Гроб стал) Бог знал причину, зачем пробудили вы монстра Но спастись равны нулю шансы, думать об этом, увы, тебе поздно Нету вопросов, я кромсаю ещё один трек Слышу лишь только крики пощады, но это всё зря (You can't go back) [Chorus: F.E.T.U.S.] Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking (I hear it kicking) Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now [Verse 3] I'm talking 'bout click-clack blaow Cocking bullets, aim at me, I'll hit him in the back (Yep) Whether you're the enemy, I never really have to know 'Cause the trigger finger itching like a sack, I bring the crabby home Tick tock boom, my ticking time bomb finna go off soon Everybody life guard, I'm on flight like crime I'll be better when I fly from my bomb soon I think it was a week ago I hit up one the homies And I wanna get some green, but the homie was a tweeker though (What?) I didn't get the tree and so I got him in the rear though Until the day I hit I've been living like a sleeper folk (Woo) Rotten rapper, lead him bro Think it matter? Even though Pop him in the cap and take a pack, and still I keep it low Ain't nobody catching Sir Taki, driven though I'm sicker than a mutt and you're not, you don't even pose (How?) Where you be in the Earth now? I already covered the murder, so I'm thinking third down I already got a felony, they cannot mop a smell on me I'm cruising like Penelope, I celebrate on loud Frodo turned out in a meadow, work-out You all bit the curb talking, who wrote a fire verse now F-f-f-fuck it's gonna be another veteran, never learn Fuck a trial, I'ma run and I'ma never turn around like [Chorus: F.E.T.U.S.] Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking (I hear it kicking) Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now Body in the trunk, I hear it kicking Pop it open, get the tool and pistol whip He better run Until I fall, the plan; hold that ground He better run I killed 'em all, I can't go back now