Backstabber by Miguel H Lyrics
(Intro)
Houston your whack
Get off Sefe's sack
Your words don't rhyme
And your flow is bad
Agh
(Verse 1)
See that right there is an example
Of how you rap
Houston was the intro of this song
On flow? I doubt that
Homie find a beat and ride the flow
And make a new track
Homie isn't good he cannot rap and
We all know that
Honestly Houston your music is hella
Cancerous
I came and saved Soundcloud like I was
Super-man, it's Metropolis
And honestly I lied when I said that your
Verse was hella sick, remember back on "Fuck Smokey"
I said your verse was hella lit, but honestly your verse
To me it hella licked
No flow, off beat, someone, help me, stop this, kid I
Swear he's, cringy
(Verse 2)
But honestly Houston as the time goes by
You say you get better at rapping that's another
White lie your songs show some improvement
Nothing to blow my mind right now I'm undeground
But I'll blow up like a landmine
And you'll get defused, and people are gonna walk
And step over you
And there will be nothing that you can do
Houston I'm sorry I'm just telling the truth
What, do, you mean, you want, to box
Against smokey
Broskie you, would get, dropped, punched
In, your face, and in, your crotch
"Getting this money I don't mess with no police"
Obviously you stupid dweeb you vape you don't smoke weed
"Getting this money messing with yo honey"
Step close to my honey, and I'll drop you in a blink
Agh!
Oh you just don't know, how Miguel can switch his
Flow
But I'll switch up on my flow, like I'm switching on
You
Take this knife to your back, and I'll stab it into you
Cause I'm backstabber
Betrayed you cause your rhymes are whack pass me
The gold dagger
You lay awake and start to cry because your not
Mathers
Houston your whack
Get off Sefe's sack
Your words don't rhyme
And your flow is bad
Agh
(Verse 1)
See that right there is an example
Of how you rap
Houston was the intro of this song
On flow? I doubt that
Homie find a beat and ride the flow
And make a new track
Homie isn't good he cannot rap and
We all know that
Honestly Houston your music is hella
Cancerous
I came and saved Soundcloud like I was
Super-man, it's Metropolis
And honestly I lied when I said that your
Verse was hella sick, remember back on "Fuck Smokey"
I said your verse was hella lit, but honestly your verse
To me it hella licked
No flow, off beat, someone, help me, stop this, kid I
Swear he's, cringy
(Verse 2)
But honestly Houston as the time goes by
You say you get better at rapping that's another
White lie your songs show some improvement
Nothing to blow my mind right now I'm undeground
But I'll blow up like a landmine
And you'll get defused, and people are gonna walk
And step over you
And there will be nothing that you can do
Houston I'm sorry I'm just telling the truth
What, do, you mean, you want, to box
Against smokey
Broskie you, would get, dropped, punched
In, your face, and in, your crotch
"Getting this money I don't mess with no police"
Obviously you stupid dweeb you vape you don't smoke weed
"Getting this money messing with yo honey"
Step close to my honey, and I'll drop you in a blink
Agh!
Oh you just don't know, how Miguel can switch his
Flow
But I'll switch up on my flow, like I'm switching on
You
Take this knife to your back, and I'll stab it into you
Cause I'm backstabber
Betrayed you cause your rhymes are whack pass me
The gold dagger
You lay awake and start to cry because your not
Mathers