E-40, Master P - Back Against the Wall lyrics
[E-40, Master P - Back Against the Wall lyrics]
Tryin to make it it's been a long road
Sic Wid-It Records
UNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that?
(I feel it playboy, I smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's real Pee)
I'm out here in the slums
Where thugs be usin, ghetto tactics
Like, choppin up candy cane
Sittin on top of a dried
Up JCPenney pee stained mattress
Whatever it takes to survive
See that's what I supply
Like slippin and slidin in the grocery store
And settling out of court
Soft white coke a black
Turn into hard solidses
Thirty-eight snub nosed pistol grip lay
Ninjas on they wallets the saga continues
The struggle's just beginnin
And it's hard to look up to snotty folks
Cause THEY be sinnin 'Pac gone, Biggie gone
Seagram gone - and we also lost Eazy-E
One of the first gangster rappers of all time
To the most vicious and deadliest
Disease in history since cancer
To Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
Tombstone
From the graveyard shift, RBL's Mister C
One love, to Rappin Ron and Plann B
Victims of the trigger (unnngggggggghhhhhh)
Po' out a little liquor
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall
UNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH, I shed tears for pain 40
Some for anger
Seen bloodshed by crooked cops
And gangbangers feel my pain
(unnnggghhh) only time'll change it
And fast money, cars
And bitches got me trapped in this game
And my lil' homies ballin, picture me fallin
And momma in the funeral screamin and crawlin
Is there a heaven or hell?
To ghetto kids in the anky
Only time will tell
And jealousy, and envy, come with money
While crooked, politicians, run the country
And it's a, damn shame to see my
Weeples vanish now they teach us ebonics
What about english and spanish i couldn't
Live my life behind bars and gates
While the government play a game
Called process to eliminate
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall
Case #246, shootin in an inhabited dwellin
They was steady complainin about
The dope sellin
But they ain't never been evicted
Or convicted
They ain't never been subpeonaed to court
Or arrested
Shackled like an animal for pushin rocks
Dang near choked to death by motorcycle cops
Pepper sprayed and laughed at like
That shit was funny
Pregnant breezy threw down on her tummy
Do you ever think I'll ever be able to get
A chance to repent and ask
The lord for forgiveness
Before he close the casket
Will my son end up growin up
Without a father will he end
Up bein a bastard?
A bastard - that's a good question
(unggggggggghhhh) i don't know, I don't know
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall
Sic Wid-It Records
UNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that?
(I feel it playboy, I smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's real Pee)
I'm out here in the slums
Where thugs be usin, ghetto tactics
Like, choppin up candy cane
Sittin on top of a dried
Up JCPenney pee stained mattress
Whatever it takes to survive
See that's what I supply
Like slippin and slidin in the grocery store
And settling out of court
Soft white coke a black
Turn into hard solidses
Thirty-eight snub nosed pistol grip lay
Ninjas on they wallets the saga continues
The struggle's just beginnin
And it's hard to look up to snotty folks
Cause THEY be sinnin 'Pac gone, Biggie gone
Seagram gone - and we also lost Eazy-E
One of the first gangster rappers of all time
To the most vicious and deadliest
Disease in history since cancer
To Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome
Tombstone
From the graveyard shift, RBL's Mister C
One love, to Rappin Ron and Plann B
Victims of the trigger (unnngggggggghhhhhh)
Po' out a little liquor
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall
UNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH, I shed tears for pain 40
Some for anger
Seen bloodshed by crooked cops
And gangbangers feel my pain
(unnnggghhh) only time'll change it
And fast money, cars
And bitches got me trapped in this game
And my lil' homies ballin, picture me fallin
And momma in the funeral screamin and crawlin
Is there a heaven or hell?
To ghetto kids in the anky
Only time will tell
And jealousy, and envy, come with money
While crooked, politicians, run the country
And it's a, damn shame to see my
Weeples vanish now they teach us ebonics
What about english and spanish i couldn't
Live my life behind bars and gates
While the government play a game
Called process to eliminate
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall
Case #246, shootin in an inhabited dwellin
They was steady complainin about
The dope sellin
But they ain't never been evicted
Or convicted
They ain't never been subpeonaed to court
Or arrested
Shackled like an animal for pushin rocks
Dang near choked to death by motorcycle cops
Pepper sprayed and laughed at like
That shit was funny
Pregnant breezy threw down on her tummy
Do you ever think I'll ever be able to get
A chance to repent and ask
The lord for forgiveness
Before he close the casket
Will my son end up growin up
Without a father will he end
Up bein a bastard?
A bastard - that's a good question
(unggggggggghhhh) i don't know, I don't know
It's not the same, this world is crazy
We out here goin through it all
Everything must change, it's gettin shady
Got our backs against the wall