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Back Burner by Token album cover

Back Burner

by Token

Lyrics
Bye-bye
Go get them, kid
Postman, yeah, this shit knock
Bye-bye

Blade runner, I'm a grave digger
I'm a day drinker and a night creeper
I'm a night crawler and a light sleeper
With a black hoodie on a white beater
I'm a race mixer and a race winner
And a fast learner and a cash earner
Made a mask so I made a mass murder
Break her back to put her on the back burner

I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back
Mask so I made a mass murder
Break her back to put her on the back burner

Flame burner, stay searching for my path
Guilty verdict, snake serpents in my grass
Say thirty when I met her, met her out of charity

12:20, I was deep inside her head like therapy
When I get faded then I'm feeling clarity
I treat a rapper like he just a parody
I hit it twice like Soken had a parody
Everything that I say is getting stupider
Fucked on a stewardess, I'm in a stew with her
I put a solar system on my wrist and my jeweler's a Jew
He put the Jew in Jupiter

I got a court in the county that orbit around me

I keep a girl to my left and a girl in my life
Made me take away all of their rights
Like she born as a Saudi, I'm normally rowdy
My kid'll be rich from the fortune around me
A Benz and a Porsche and Ferrari
No matter the size of their stomach
They'll probably be born with an Audi
My mom was divorcing my daddy
It felt like my daddy divorced me after

I wanted to see him running back
But I was alone like the quarterback, back, backer

I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back
Mask so I made a mass murder
Break her back to put her on the back burner

There's only one Soken, he cutthroat

With a black lung from the gun smoke

Put it to my head with a drum roll

Will he do it? Will he not do it?

On my never stick, I'm making rock music

Only wear a smile as a costume

Examining my bars like it's the bar exam
All my girlfriends turn to law students
All my girlfriends, they were bad students

If you really love me, baby, tattoo it

If you really hate me, baby, act like it

Put a gat to it, leave me black bluish
Like a new Adidas fucking tracksuit
Just talking trash fluent, spitting bastard
Which I attract to it

I'm a crash dummy, I'ma crash out
With a lot of money 'til the money crash
Rock a Chucky mask, scare the hoes
And give the bros a duffel bag

I'm a walking, talking fucking buddy pass
Black and yellow like a fucking honeycomb
'Cause the hoodie black but the neck gold
Put him on a stretcher if he don't stretch
Fry him like a croquette
Black crows hope I don't croak yet
See my crow's feet from a crow's nest

I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back burner
I might break her back, she a
Break her back to put her on the back
Mask so I made a mass murder
Break her back to put her on the back burner