Backwords lyrics - Joyner Lucas

I been snatchin' purses while I'm rapping in the back of churches

I'm a backwards person, I ain't laughin' don't you act absurd

And I've been havin' urges, ain't no passion

Don't you bastards think you bad at cursin'

I've been bad since birth, been slapping nurses asses

Takin' percs and I've been urgin' to get served in action

Got a nervous itchin' in a serpents kitchen drinking Captain's

While I'm servin' children, different words that's spillin' out the cabinets

In a hurt position this absurd addiction got me laughin'

Spit faster, runnin' with impact 'til your wrists cramp

And break your kit-kat while you play with your kids back

I'm Chris Hansen

[Reversed:]

Laughin' at addiction, absurd, in this position

Hurt inside a cabinet, spillin' out words that's fairly different

Servin' children while the captain's drinking in a serpent's kitchen Itchin' from a nerve in action, got served while takin' percs

Ass nurses slappin' since birth, and I've been cursin' bad you

Think you bastards think you got passion, but ain't no urge you havin'

Been absurd action, don't be laughin', ain't no person backwards

I'm at churches in the back rappin' while I'm purses snatchin, nigga

I been chasin' rappers down with pencils, paper books, and stencils

Writin' verses while I pack the pistols in the back of rentals

I wrote my dad's initials, then laughed and then passed it in to, I been half demented breaking shit down to half a sentence

I been half demented, breaking shit down to half a sentence

Fuck the rap Olympics, I murdered the past contenders

I cooked their ass and grill 'em, now you can eat that for dinner

And I used to laugh at niggas for actin' like fags with feelings

Till' I packed a gentlemen's packages filled with acid venom

I bought a toy gun with some bullets wit' plastic in them

Explosives with matches lit em' and left a few fragments in them

I never packed a mac in the back of a Ac(ura) or Sentra or

Lexus with gas unless it’s a Benz with a stack of Benjamins

[Reversed:]

Benjamins and stacks of Benz's and gas for the Lexus or the Sentra, act in the back of the mac when I packed it in it

The fragments lit matches explosives and plastic bullets from a gun toy I just bought for you niggas as y'all been reckless

Venom acid filled with them packages and I'm packagin' them

Faggots in they feelings just actin while niggas laughin'

Eatin dinner seized in the grill and cooked they asses, while contenders pass ‘em, murder Olympics, and rap past them

Sentence down, breaking dimensions in half essentials

I passed and laughed with the pencils I wrote in Dads initials

In the back of rentals I'm pistol packing a stack of stencils in the book, papers and pencils I'm rapper chasin' and-

- hold up

I'm the same nigga that fizzled pop and got ratchet on them

Yeah that same nigga that took a piss in your Arizona

And that same nigga that put acetone in a bag a soap

And then sold it for $40 some pussy and half a soda

And I never paid attention to rappers who actin' bogus

Who lie and say they rich in their songs when their ass is homeless

Then tryna throw dirt on my name just to pass the quota

Till I grab it throw em', bash 'em and laugh when they ass is over

Fuck 'em hard go hustle hard with the hustlers

Cut they jugular so you choke on your tongue and jaw

And I never been a gangster or wanted no trouble, nah

But I'm good with my knuckles punch through a brick and leave dust and all

[Reversed:]

All and dust, leave a brick punched with my knuckles, nah

But i'm nah, no trouble wanted, a gangster I never could

Your jaw and tongue choke on your jugular

Cuttin' hustlers with the hustler hustle hard

Fuck 'em hard over ass laughin', I'm bashin' my back, fold 'em

Crack 'em till the quota, pass 'em and trash 'em, and laugh over 'em

Homeless ass when they songs trash, and crack closer

Bogus actors who rappin' over the track, hold 'em

Sold a half a pussy, a dollar forty, I sold it for some soap and acetone, and a bath and then blast Both 'em

Arizona piss that I took in a glass of cola

And got ratchet on em, popped em and fizzled, I'm back to soda