"Backtalk" lyrics

"Backtalk"

What if all your secret shit-talk wasn't as quiet as you once thought

I can hear your voice through the grapevine
Secrets don't exist not in my time
Always talking shit but you can't hide
Running your mouth like a bitch

Backtalk getting the best of you bitch we're gonna fuck you up
Cowards trying to hide their face but I think you're out of luck today

You better hope I never find you
Now lets see who's the bigger asshole
You want attention here we go
If I find you I will kill you

Back and forth again you're always on to something
This shit has to end
Too bad your life means nothing
Back and forth again you're always on to something
This shit has to end
Too bad your life sucks

Backtalk getting the best of you bitch we're gonna fuck you up
Cowards trying to hide their face but I think you're out of luck today

Everybody hates you!

You're just another fucking bitch that I wanna punch in the face
Your ass is jealous of the shit that comes out of your mouth
You should just replace it with a dick it would only make more sense
You fucking ugly faggot!


Thanks to Matt for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to Vic for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Christopher Linck, Sean Heenan, Nader Salameh, Christopher Fronzak, Joseph Sturgis, Kalan Blehm
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