Lyrics:
They put an Arabian nerd from the Suburbs
Tryna have a nigga swag up against Mr cass?
My bars goes over niggas
Heads like a mistletoe
So you can kiss my
Who can I
In them trenches
Against the wall, Flamee
I noticed when times get hard who can I call
Ohhh
I noticed when times get hard who can I call
off
Closed off, time stopped
Living in a world of our own
Getting wrapped up
Furniture stacked up high against the door
In these four walls all we
I'm waiting (Waiting)
For you to take my call
I'm waiting (Waiting)
My head's against the wall
I'm waiting (Waiting)
Please pick up the phone?
I'm
Gunmetal blood sprayed on my face
Amazing
What you wanna say cuz now my back against the wall
You was playing games and now the world is feeling small
But
a shoulder, they can't control you
Their backs against the wall
Keep your head up, you're waking the world up
They're stitching on your star
Come on England,
yeah, I feel crazy
(Tell 'em about it!)
Last year was a hard one, but life goes on
Bumpin' my head against the wall, learnin' right from wrong
Until you built these snowy walls
We'll build these walls up high
Block out the cold dark sky
I know I'll be warm if I'm by your side
Here with you
for you to die
That's why you better have your head on a swivel and your antennas up
Fucked around, get killed by a police the way you reachin', bruh
Caught up against the wall again
Tied to a chain and a ball again
Never seize to amaze my mind
So i just sleep, sleep, sleep,
But please don't...
if I fall?
What if I stumble?
Everyone's got to crawl when you know that
You're up against a wall, it's about to fall
Everyone's got to crawl when you
What do you cry for? Let's live it up
If you smiled the walls would fall down
On all the people in this pickup joint
But if you laughed you'd level
leaned her back against the thorn
Oh the rose and the linsey - oh
And there two bonny boys she's born
Down by the Greenwood side - oh
She's taken out
it got him sinnin' in her walls
And he digging in it like he living in it
Make a new religion with it
Man a nigga 'bout to go against God
Poetry in
know how it feel to have your own mama judge you
I know how it feel when your family don't trust you
I know how it feel when your back against the wall
Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York
I was
"You go bustin' your fist against a stone wall,
you're not usin' your brain. That's what the white man wants you to do.
Look at you! What makes
might just push you against the wall
Put they hands up in your pocket
Won't forget to dust you off
And you better not move
Cause that could be your last
By the money hungry seeking white man
Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution
There they go again pickin'
The scene's appealing, revealing weird feelings
Make you forget about what you believing
Another chick chilling against the wall
Flashing her boobs, legs
Back against the wall I come out swingin give my all
Loyal to my day ones cross that line I knock you off
And the pressure weighting on me got no
down
It'll put me underground
But it's fine, I'll get a chance
To rule over the hell at least
You see me standing tall
Well, I'm up against the wall
You
guess we all feel our back pushing back against the back of the wall
But some get lost and then they forgot
Some fall down we just watching em drop
All it
Being trapped in the system led to my Incarceration
It put my back against the wall which kept me In this situation
So I spent the next year steady
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