"Won't Back Down" as written by and Khalil Abdul-rahman Erik Albert George Alcock....
You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I won't back down
Oh no

Cadillac's Seville's, coupe Deville's
Brain dead rims yeah stupid wheels
Girl I'm too for real
Lose your tooth and nails
Try to fight it, try to deny it
Stupid you will feel
What I do, I do at will
Shooting from the hip, yeah boy I shoot to kill
Half a breath left on my death bed
Screaming F that yeah super ill
Baby what the deal
We can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal
Fuck a stank slut
I cut my toes off and step on the receipt before I foot the bill
Listen garden tool don't make me introduce you to my power tool
You know the fucking drill
How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?
Summers eve Massengill
Shady's got the mass appeal baby crank the shit
'Cause it's your Goddamn jam
You say that you want your punchlines a little more compact
Well shawty I'm that man
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at man
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium and said
Settle ya fuckin' ass down I'm ready for combat-man
Get it calm Batman?
Nah, ain't nobody whose as bomb and as nuts
Lines are like mom's cat scans
'Cause they fucking go bananas
Honey I applaud that ass
Swear to God man these mobs can't dance
Ma show 'em how it's done
Spazz like a God Damn Taz', yeah

You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I won't back down
Oh no

Girl shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's
Make like Michael J. Fox in the jaws playin' with a etch-a-sketch
Betcha that you'll never guess who's knocking at your door
People hit the floors,
Yeah tonight ladies you gon' get divorced
Girl forget remorse, I'm a hit you broads with
Chris's paws like you pissed him off
Talented with the tongue motherfucker
You ain't gotta lick in yours
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Makin' cash registers shit their draws
Think you spit the raw
I'm an uncut slab of beef
Laying on your kitchen floor
Other words I'm off the meat rack
Bring the beat back
Bring me two extension chords
I'm a measure my dick shit I need 6 inches more
Fuck my dicks big bitch
Need I remind you that I don't need the fucking swine flu to be a sick pig
You're addicted I'm dope
I'm the longest needle around here
Need a fix up I'm the big shot
Get it dicks nuts
Your just small boats little pricks
Girl you think that other pricks hot
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot
Better call the cops on 'em quick fast
Shady's right back on your bitch ass
White trash with half a six pack in his hatchback
Trailer hitched a-ttached to the back (dispatch)

You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I won't back down
Oh no

Bitch am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rapping
Does a bird chirp, Lil' Wayne slurps syrup 'til he burps
And smokes purp' does a word search gets circles wrapped around him like
You do when I come through, I'd like you to remind yourself
Of what the fuck I can do when I'm on the mic
Or your the kind of girl that I can take a liking to
Sike I'm spiking you like a football
Been this way since I've stood a foot tall
You're a good catch with a shitty spouse
Gotta pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gimme good brain
Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain
Bitch you listening tryna' turn me down
Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up
Are you insane tryna talk over me in the car
Shut the fuck up while my shits playin'
I'm a shit stain on the underwear of life
Whats the saying? Where there's thunder there's light-ening
And they say that it never strikes twice in the same place
Then how the fuck have I been hit six times
In three different locations
On four separate occasions?
And you can bet your stanking ass
That I've come to smash everything in my path
Fork was in the road took the psychopath
Poison ivy wouldn't have me thinking rash
So hit the dance floor cutie while I do my duty on this microphone
Shake your booty shawty I'm the shit
Why you think Proof used to call me Doodi

You can sound the alarm
You can call out your guards
You can fence in your yard
You can hold all the cards
But I won't back down
Oh no I won't back down
Oh no


Lyrics submitted by etheo, edited by Wagger

"Won't Back Down" as written by Khalil Abdul-rahman Marshall B. Iii Mathers

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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  • 0
    General Commentsick song, getting high hopes for Recovery now. Relapse was lame as hell but both these songs have shown promise. heaps of promise
    lelleon June 06, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe whole first part of verse 3 could be interpreted as a lil wayne diss... think about it
    sofa king coolon June 13, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Commentverse 1 first line is "Cadillac seville"
    hfson June 17, 2010   Link
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    General CommentI think this is Em's way of re-introducing everyone to what rap is supposed to be. An expression and he calls out people like wayne putting them on blast making them no one special "How you douche bags feel knowing you're disposable?" he's saying people will get replaced Wayne to Drake. But no one can replace Em because his ryhmes aren't about drugs sex and alcohol they're about trials and life.
    DarrellRightNowon June 22, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Cause they fucking don't ???????"

    i bought the cd,

    "cause they fucking go ba-na-na's"
    mikerbosson July 01, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentWRONG: Make like Michael J Fox in the jaws playing with an etcha-sketch

    make like michael j fox is ya draws playing with an etcha sketch
    jailynon July 08, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentIts 'These models can't dance' rather than 'These mobs can't dance' I think.
    Keegson July 23, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Cause they fucking don't ???????"

    It's

    "Cause they fucking go bananas" I think
    Alkamaron July 28, 2010   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI've been hit 6 times in 3 different locations on 4 different occasions??
    Some one explain that.... I wanna see what I'm thinking, is right... I just don't get the 4 different occasions part...
    BopDooDopon November 07, 2010   Link
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    General Comment"What I do, I do it well"

    What I do I at WILL.

    "Cause they fucking don't ???????"

    Cause they fucking KNOW I'M AN ASS.

    "These mobs can't dance"

    These BROADS can't dance.

    "I'm the big shot, get it dick snots?"

    "Hittin' licks, like I'm robbin' liquor stores"

    Hittin' RICH, like I'm robbin' liquor stores"

    I'm the big shot, get it dick SCHNAPPS? (yeah, I know he says it funky, damn Michigan accent.)

    adivinemartyron February 25, 2011   Link

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