The Dingos by Blackback Lyrics
Blackback let’s get it
This one for the ‘Dingos
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the damn judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
I might not look it
But this rapper pack a punch
And ‘fore I even started rapping
I been rocking with the crew since day one
Cruising call us nuisance
Man fuck your two cents
We just being young
Having fun
Run interference
I drop in yo area
Pull up a coffin I bury ya
Period, I’m just being blunt
You thinking that you could run with this bullshit
Well I’m here to interrupt
You must be high
Out yo mothafucking mind
Messing with us
Hah you must be out yo mothafucking mind
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Bitch, Yeah
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the fucking judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
End of discussion
Looking for repercussions
Standing against me
Blackback can knock you over
Make you lean and
Put your brain on robitussin
Give you an introduction
To my mothafucking fist
And hand you a concussion
Go to bat for the boys
Crew stacked when we deploy
Unfazed by any opp that we destroy
All that heat
All that tension
Might be smart to avoid
Opposition paranoid
Opps loose
I know too many damn foes
But they bound to fall down
Looking for a scrap with the boys
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the fucking judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
Nothing to discuss
Got these bitches pressed
And yet they all stay hushed
Yeah mothafucka
This one for the ‘Dingos
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the damn judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
I might not look it
But this rapper pack a punch
And ‘fore I even started rapping
I been rocking with the crew since day one
Cruising call us nuisance
Man fuck your two cents
We just being young
Having fun
Run interference
I drop in yo area
Pull up a coffin I bury ya
Period, I’m just being blunt
You thinking that you could run with this bullshit
Well I’m here to interrupt
You must be high
Out yo mothafucking mind
Messing with us
Hah you must be out yo mothafucking mind
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Bitch, Yeah
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the fucking judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
End of discussion
Looking for repercussions
Standing against me
Blackback can knock you over
Make you lean and
Put your brain on robitussin
Give you an introduction
To my mothafucking fist
And hand you a concussion
Go to bat for the boys
Crew stacked when we deploy
Unfazed by any opp that we destroy
All that heat
All that tension
Might be smart to avoid
Opposition paranoid
Opps loose
I know too many damn foes
But they bound to fall down
Looking for a scrap with the boys
I go to war for my squad
If you tell me that I can’t
I get it done
I turn opposition into dust
Say I won’t
Well it’s too bad that I just
I’m the jury, head of execution, and the fucking judge
The set I rep is the one thing you don’t touch
I’m set in stone in that thinking
And I will not ever budge
Go after the bros
You’ve set me off to explode
And there’s nothing to discuss
Nothing to discuss
Got these bitches pressed
And yet they all stay hushed
Yeah mothafucka