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as the sun
Just like Steve Austin I stun
On a roll like a bun
Never been toting a gun
I am just here to have fun
So who got the nerf ones
Need a swift kick in

sword
Swing that swash in the door
There's a creeper behind me
Creeper, aw man, don't get me
Slice his head and run
Back through the cave, it scared me
Aw

willing to die for... a nigga... like I
Written Im the chosen one
Came like a gun Im popping
My nigga got in with his knife he’ll stab it
I make bitches

all up in my face 
They know he be cheating 
Ain't my nigga but doing drive bys 
Popping up at my crib checking me about my guys 
I don't want em you

hand and then stab your heart
They might be right beside you
You better watch your back
Cause you don't know when they might attack
Watch close in your

and going out sad (Out sad)
Had a feeling that it wasn't gonna last (Last)
Did me dirty yeah she stab me in my back (In my back)
I can't believe she broke my

STAB ME AGAIN


Empty words carried by the wind,
Empty words destroy all my dreams!

Listening in silence to your fuckin' voice,
Standing in flames

you had to go and just stab my heart like, ouch

Six thirty in the morning, I've arrived early from tour
Step into the house, I'm walking up

"They'll stab you in the back"
"The niggas, the jews, the niggas, the jews"
"The first thing you know"
"The niggas, the jews, the niggas, the jews"
"Hey

hope I don't sound like I'm crazy, is it just me or are people these days super shady?

People smile in your face, then they stab you in the back, they

you
Your memories in my mind are like a stab in the heart
And deep inside I knew that I would never get that far
By waiting
Waiting on you
I wonder what

Good to Be Back

Natalie Cole

Good to Be Back

1989

Written by pam reswick/steve werfel

Background vocals: natalie cole

Let me look at you, just look at you

You're a sight for sore eyes, yes you are

I might just 

bleed the pain away
 but it always comes back. stabs me right in my neck
 and I try to realize that you're never 
you're never coming

Try to give your all, they just stab you in your back mane
Riding in the fast lane, 220 dash mane
Don't want no new friends cause I'm haunted by my past

Now y'all see that, huey coming up
Got up off my ass, go get that bag
I gotta run it up
You try to stab me in my back again

You must be dumb as fuck

wouldn't believe
I served him on a back road in Dagenham East
By the shitty bando where I was bagging for weeks
I beat him with my bare hands I weren't

tell that you fake
By the way you move
My nigga
Just take off that mask
She say she love me
And I know that she lying
Cause I am in love with the cash
I

And disregard exchange by any end-all

Don't even think it's never crossed my mind

So you think you can call yourself a friend 
And stab me in the back 
to end

every bit of
Confidence from your conscious wit' it
Toss it to my man in the back field
He got options wit' it
Obama phone, really came in handy
I lined

We remember the stuntwoman

Flying across the cosmos in Steve McQueen's mustang
That's when they tried to call Vicki
The phone it never rang
Before

Uncle Steve
And they broke the TV

Screaming and shouting
Can't take much more
Oh god Steve's
Back on the floor

Through all the chaos
One thing's still

I'm here to hunt, so I'm about to spring the trap
(Spring the trap, yuh, spring the trap, yuh)
See johnny law, then I might stab him in the back

Ouch

N-Dubz

Uncle B

2008

you had to go and just stab my heart like, ouch

Six thirty in the morning, I've arrived early from tour
Step into the house, I'm walking up

Gang
Swag me the fuck out (Woo, woo)
'Fore you get punched in your fuckin' mouth
(Woo, woo)
I'ma take your bitch back to my crib
You already know
(yeah)