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Back Then (feat. Thami Touch) Video (MV)




Performed By: Triple J
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: John Julius, Thami Ntakakaze




Triple J - Back Then (feat. Thami Touch) Lyrics
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Ah
Uh
And it goes
Imma take your way back
When I was still swimming I my daddy nut-sack
Back when rappers never gave a f*ck about fashion
When it was all about love and all of the passion
But everybody wanna get rich now
Is you down when the whole damn clique pounds
On the Wack ass bull that y'alls around
Whatever includes bliss man i surround
And it pains me when i hear a good beat go to waist
All you f*cking fools still is deep into danger
With my team that GIB we be major
Who been super ill? At least I'm the blamed one
At least i ain't strange
At least i be the main son
At least i got plenty of dreams which Imma make
At least i do whatever I'm doing without shame
And i know that ill be heard before i head to my grave huh
Nobody knows how I really feel my nigga
All along but I Smile Still My nigga
These fast Hoes do it for the thrill my nigga
A few blunts maybe a few chills, but
I wanna make my mum proud
Kill beats ke hlantshe crowd
Boom Hiroshima on these niggas
Something like 911 know these niggas
Watch us blow up
They heard we on the line up man they ain't gon show up
Skeemin if hip-hop's dead tell me why my heart beating
Tell me why my heart beating
Tell me why my heart beating
If hip-hop's dead
Please tell me
Please tell me why my heart beating
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
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Ah
Uh
And it goes
Imma take your way back
When I was still swimming I my daddy nut-sack
Back when rappers never gave a f*ck about fashion
When it was all about love and all of the passion
But everybody wanna get rich now
Is you down when the whole damn clique pounds
On the Wack ass bull that y'alls around
Whatever includes bliss man i surround
And it pains me when i hear a good beat go to waist
All you f*cking fools still is deep into danger
With my team that GIB we be major
Who been super ill? At least I'm the blamed one
At least i ain't strange
At least i be the main son
At least i got plenty of dreams which Imma make
At least i do whatever I'm doing without shame
And i know that ill be heard before i head to my grave huh
Nobody knows how I really feel my nigga
All along but I Smile Still My nigga
These fast Hoes do it for the thrill my nigga
A few blunts maybe a few chills, but
I wanna make my mum proud
Kill beats ke hlantshe crowd
Boom Hiroshima on these niggas
Something like 911 know these niggas
Watch us blow up
They heard we on the line up man they ain't gon show up
Skeemin if hip-hop's dead tell me why my heart beating
Tell me why my heart beating
Tell me why my heart beating
If hip-hop's dead
Please tell me
Please tell me why my heart beating
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la
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Writer: John Julius, Thami Ntakakaze
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