Back Against da Wall - Three 6 Mafia/Kingpin Skinny Pimp.mp3

[00:00.00][Verse 1: Lord Infamous]
[00:00.92]My name is the Scarecrow
[00:02.40]Bustas, they approach
[00:03.66]They really don't know me too well
[00:05.57]I put in the 50 round magazine
[00:07.08]Watchin' 'em spin as I empty the shells
[00:08.86]Bodies are smackin' the mud, bustas are constantly donatin' blood
[00:12.06]I pull the sawed off out my coat, pump it twice and watch it tear up your whole hood and run
[00:15.56]Oh no, me do not mind my part in genocide
[00:18.77]Oh no, me do not mind committing homicide
[00:21.96]Although the way you live is how you must die
[00:25.45]The Scarecrow will try his best to take your life, 'cause I know you will try to take mine
[00:28.76]I do one to others before they do one to me
[00:31.73]And my fingers refuse to release when I'm squeezin' the trigger on nina milli
[00:34.84]'Cause suckers be tryin' to take all the things you been workin' so hard for
[00:38.81]But I can't hit the floor, I'd rather go out in the smoke
[00:42.12]And so I'll do what I have to do
[00:44.57]I don't want to kill you, yet, I will fool
[00:47.89]Before Lord Infamous take a fall, I spray all of y'all
[00:51.47]Aw, mane, they got my back against the wall
[00:54.32][Hook: Lord Infamous, Juicy J, Gangsta Boo]
[00:56.22]Ohh, that's how it is in the ghetto
[01:00.16](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[01:02.69]All the player haters, and jealousy in the ghetto
[01:09.66]Childrens cryin', homies dyin'
[01:13.71](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[01:16.36]That's how it is in the ghetto
[01:21.09]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[01:24.40]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[01:27.62]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[01:30.86]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[01:33.78][Verse 2: DJ Paul]
[01:34.43]A quarter after twelve, I'm still cruisin' down them back streets
[01:36.90]On my job, a dead body already lies on the passenger seat
[01:40.08]Just did one for the money, now I'll do two for the show and
[01:44.05]And when I drop the third body, I'm gettin' ready to hit the road
[01:47.27]I'm spendin' bloody money in the streets,
[01:49.28] 'cause that's all that I got From ones I've laid in the past, 
[01:52.31]and the new heads I just cracked
[01:54.08]But all had to go sour when some fools tried to rush
[01:57.22]The tables turnin' before my eyes, now it's me they tryin' to touch
[02:00.67]I put the pedal to the m'izz'etal, strap my .455, my .72
[02:03.91]I looked up in the rear view
[02:05.96]They still comin', them fools must got one too
[02:07.61]Comin' up on the side, it's on, I feel they can't be real
[02:10.79]The dead body I was transportin' fell on my lap, I'm liftin' it up
[02:13.82]They gettin' my steel, they started lettin' 'em off
[02:15.76]I tried to ram 'em - the telephone post on the sidewalk
[02:18.74]I got intentions to cram 'em, smack!
[02:21.10]I laughed as them fools take a fall (haha)
[02:23.34]Not even on my roster for the day
[02:25.87]But my back was against da wall (yeah)
[02:28.55][Hook: Lord Infamous, Juicy J, Gangsta Boo]
[02:29.28]Ohh, that's how it is in the ghetto
[02:32.94](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[02:35.46]When a gun is to your head, there's nothin' to be said in the ghetto
[02:41.84]You better watch your back, 'cause you might get car jacked
[02:46.36](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[02:48.72]Oh, that's how it is in the ghetto
[02:53.86]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[02:57.19]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[03:00.48]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[03:03.59]Pop, pop, pop, another trick sucka dropped
[03:06.79][Verse 3: Juicy J]
[03:07.56]I'm that fool you don't know, I'm that one you can't see
[03:10.05]That'll be scopin' with the gat, infrared behind the trees
[03:13.35]You gon' drop to your knees, you gon' yell "Brother, please!"
[03:16.64]All the police on your force gon' be scared to witness me
[03:20.06]When you see me in the traffic, psychopathic killer addict
[03:23.34]Kidnappin' MPD's, choppin' heads off with the hatchet
[03:26.72]Throwin' 'em in a rotted ditch, while the night is filled with mist
[03:29.82]Mystic Stylez by the killers from the six double six
[03:33.31][Verse 4: Kingpin Skinny Pimp & Lil Gin]
[03:34.10]In the alley's, not a bum, just a gang creepin' low
[03:36.93]Fourty four is the tool, pluggin' hoes in the 'fro
[03:40.23]Break the law on a slaw cop, 'cause I'm down to blast
[03:43.42]Paul and Infamous scrapped with the 9 in they lap, plus the stash
[03:46.93]Crunchy black at the hideout, smokin' quarter pounds
[03:50.16](Smothered by the weed bomb)
[03:51.88]First contestants fallin' down
[03:53.57]Flag covered up over the casket
[03:55.24]Which we leave in a dead cop
[03:56.52]Surrender, now causin' a funeral
[03:58.21]Sooner or later, no matter, your crews gon' drop
[04:00.22][Hook: Lord Infamous]
[04:01.62]Ohh, that's how it is in the ghetto
[04:05.62](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[04:08.31]Mothers cryin' because their babies are dyin' in the ghetto
[04:15.09]One time - some are straight, some from the tek
[04:19.50](I got my back against the wall, wall, wall, wall)
[04:22.88]Ohh, in the ghetto, yeah
[04:26.25][Outro: Juicy J]
[04:28.11]Yeah, best believe it, Three 6 Mafia in the house for the '95
[04:31.43]With the all new "GimiSum Family"
[04:33.38]Bring it to your door, fool, 'til it just don't pay no mo'
[04:36.57]We out