Тональность: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Wake up another day,
mark off yesterday
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Hit up some spades, yesterday
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Dapper, Hods, Buckshot, my man Rude
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I got a cut from Rudy,
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said they got way better food
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Dow Huttonsville, I told him it's unreal
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The rhymes I conceal, ideal for mass appeal
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He goin' on and on and on about the Lakers,
kicked ass
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I'm seein' mama through the glass,
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Epitome of trash, straight smash,
goin' to mass
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But how long will I last with no cash?
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All my books are many crooks,
filthy looks
I learned to play chess,
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I'm kinda deadly with the rooks
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My men were cock -a -doodles,
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stabbed this cat in the caboodle
Wolverama knew his dogs
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and he had pitbulls, my poodles
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I'm trying to survive
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with superior intellect
But you ever see the murderer
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You better take your respect
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I got my back to the wall,
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back to the wall, back to the wall
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With a shank in my grip,
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crazy white boys,
we survive this shit
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I got my back to the wall,
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back to the wall, back to the wall
With a shank on my hip,
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we survive this shit
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I got my back to the wall, back to the wall,
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I got my back to the wall
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Wake up another day,
mark off yesterday
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yesterday I got played
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Dapper, Pots, Buckshot, my man Rube
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I gotta cut from Rube,
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I'm kinda worried bout the dude
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He said he got into a squad
but with some Nazis and
they fussin'
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Round here I'm kinda cuntin'
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I holla, damn it boy,
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motherfuckers get to runnin'
The situation's worse,
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I must be born into this curse
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These dudes up in the corner
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talkin' bout rapin' a nurse
I'm steady readin' a good book,
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pages out of Matthew
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Contemplatin' a chess piece,
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many thin tattoos
Cellmate on the table,
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bangin' me so I can rap too
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I don't want you but I have to
Let Betsy fuckin' slash you,
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you owe me money, pass too
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I'm not just like your cash,
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you don't even try to pass through
Just come off my cash, dude,
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knew why ain't you visitin'
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You gotta fuckin' pass, dude
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Back to the wall, back to the wall,
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With a shank in my grip
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Crazy white boys, we survive this shit
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I got my back to the wall
With a shank on my hip
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Crazy white boys, we survive this shit
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I got my back to the wall
Back to the wall
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I got my back to the wall
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Wake up another day, mark off yesterday
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No time to play spades,
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we tipped off about a raid
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I can't dab up hots
and buck them cats
that's in the hole
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I do a thousand push -ups
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so my shit stays swole
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The Aryans and Muslims
are steady fuckin' fightin'
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Rude ain't even writin',
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no weed to fill the titan
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My cellmate heard me blowin'
and I think he's fuckin' bitin'
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Situation mad absurd,
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My girl got the audacity
to kick me to the curb
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I try to get a bitch
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to call that bitch's AWOL
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Steady thinkin' to myself,
is this the day I fall?
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I don't give a fuck,
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just keep my back to the wall
where the shang keep my grip
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Crazy white boys, we survive this shit
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I got my back to the wall, back to the wall
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just keep your backs to the wall
Ain't nothin' to it but to do it
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