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Artist:E 40
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Album:The Element Of Surprise
Track:Back Against The Wall
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Lyrics:Featuring Master P]
[E 40]
Tryin to make it..
It's been a long road

Sic Wid It Records
[Master P]
Y'all feel
that? (I feel it playboy I smell you)
It's real out here 40 (It's real Pee!)
[E 40]

I'm out here in the slums where thugs be usin ghetto tactics
like choppin up candy
sittin on top of a dried up ? stain 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 nijjas on they wah-wah
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 (unnnggggggggghhhhhh)
Po' out a little
Chorus: repeat 2X
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
[Master P]
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
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
jealousy, and envy, come with money
While crooked, politicians, run the country
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
Case #246, shootin in an
inhabited area
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
I don't know, I don't know
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