Guez Whoz Bak - Tommy Cash

Guess who's back?

Up in the mix

With my long brown hair

And my big white lips

The year was grey, 1991

Scientific project, escaped from Kazakhstan

I am married to those beats, wheres my number one fan?

Half human, half machine, not a real fucking human being

Can't cry, only hope. Can't smile, so I smoke

Without a wolfpack, a loner, my mood getting colder

I'm only 21 but my mind is older

Gonna live large, die young, most insane

This flow hit hard like Kurt Cobain

Guess who's back?

Up in the mix

With my long brown hair

And my big white lips

Once upon a time not long ago

Came out white dynamite

You never heard of me before

I don't live by the gun

I live by the ton

Smoke all that shit flush it down with the rum

As I sit in my dark room

Make music like I'm dracula

Out of fresh blood, going fucking smackula

I may be young but I'm definitely ready

Are getting kind of heavy

So I outburst, a fat dose as I converse

Metaphor after metaphor, soon I talk in reverse

As I come back straight with a combat

Paint pictures with my words, so they call me abstract

Guess who's back?

Up in the mix

With my long brown hair

And my big white lips

Tammy