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Dawkins Christ (Carl Perkins) · Back to Back (Tina Turner) · Back 2 Back Hits (The Raspberries) · Back to Back Hits: Christmas (Nancy Wilson) · Back to Back Baritones (Leo Parker) · Back to Back (Drake) · Back to Back (The McGuire Sisters) · Back 2 Back [Intercontinental] (Dionne Warwick) · Back to Back: Benny Goodman & Harry James (Hollywood Swing Orchestra) · Back to Back (Drake) – and 90 other albums »


California to the Florida Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they're herb
And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb
Then swerve back in place,
Praise the lord 
God is Dead

Judas’ heart 
Dawkins’ head 
Praise the lord 
God is Dead

All the Brahmin masses they’ll come back again 
They’ve got lord
California to the Florida Keys, we be
Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they're herb
And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb
Then swerve back in place,
Sampson is really mean,
Bill Russell didn't take no junk,
and Darryl Dawkins got a monster dunk,
Tell me, were you in the joint?,
The night Wilt scored 100
that God will make a way
I rock a motherfuckin mic 'til the break of day
Darrell Dawkins flow, y'all need to make a breakaway
Microphone fiend with
point shot like Hershey Hawkins
Taking it back to the seventy-sixers like Johnny Dawkins

[Erick Sermon]
Yo I come through camouflaged with
of big breakfast 
Start off the day with some Bob Marley 
Back to the woods for that fresh parlay 
Maybe even spark a little Nicki J. 
And then it's
we comin to get 'em
Unleashed by the disaster and you see these
Little brothers thinkin they weathered the bible's evil-minded women
But the chicks
of big breakfast 
Start off the day with some Bob Marley 
Back to the woods for that fresh parlay 
Maybe even spark a little Nicki J. 
And then it's
life I was told and taught I am not s***
By you wack f***ing giant sacks of lying dog s***
Now you shut up b****, I am talking
Thought I was full
life I was told and taught I am not shit
By you wack fucking giant sacks of lying dog shit
Now you shut up bitch, I am talking
Thought I was full
Dawkins for you wannabe who fans of the month
You runnin' bull, chase you and catch you and lasso you up
My assault blew up in your face before you can