[{"id":9324500,"name":"Back Against da Wall","trackName":"Back Against da Wall","artistName":"DJ Paul","albumName":"Come with Me to Hell: Part 1 (Remastered)","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My name is the Scarecrow\nBustas they approach, they don't know me too well\nI pull out twenty gauge pump and load the shotgun shells\nOh no not the buckshots, the one that's full of slugs\nI pump it to his throat, this nigga donates blood\nNo I do not mind comitting genocide\nNo I do not mind comitting homicide\nAlthough the way you live is how you must die\nI will try to take yo life before you take mine\nThat's the way I see it, believe it, no secret\nCause what these hoes can't have\nThey ass will kill just to creep it\nCause niggas try to take the things you worked so hard for\nBut Scarecrow I can't go, I can't go, can't go\nSo I do what I have to do, I don't wanna kill you\nBut I will fool\nBefore Scarecrow will take a fall I spray all o' 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grabbed my clip\n[01:19.46] With the MAC-10 from the side of my hip\n[01:23.64] Pop, pop, pop another motherfucker\n[01:31.98] Pop, pop, pop another motherfucker\n[01:31.98] Pop, pop, pop another motherfucker\n[01:31.99] Pop, pop, pop another motherfucker\n[01:35.32] A quarter after twelve I'm just cruising down them back streets\n[01:38.98] Stomping for them busters trying to lay me like lemons in the streets\n[01:42.13] The only thing on my mind is smoking me a hot stick\n[01:45.58] And hooking up with a bitch that sucks a real mean dick\n[01:49.05] I got my tech Megatron on the passenger side just for the ride\n[01:53.43] Fuck a stash, SBT it ain't got time to hide\n[01:56.57] Cause when you see some niggas on the back\n[01:58.77] A group of punks I ain't got time\n[02:00.85] To pull to the curb and pop the trunk and jump\n[02:02.96] They get closer trying to pull up on my left side\n[02:05.96] But if they lay down the wheelers I'ma let the Luger spit\n[02:09.46] Now but they just 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pop pop\nAnother trick sucka dropped\nPop pop pop\nAnother trick sucka dropped\n\nI'm that fool you don't know I'm that one you can't see\nThatl' be scopin wit that gat infrared behind the trees you gon drop to your knees\nYou gon yell brother please all the police on\nYour force gon be scared to witness me\nWhen you see me in the traffic psychopathic killer addict\nKid-nappin MPds choppin heads off wit the hatchet\nThrowin 'em in a rotted ditch while the night is filled with mist\nMystic styles bout the killers from the six double six\n\nIn the alleys not a bum just a gang creepin low\nFourty four is the two pluggin hoes in the fro'\nBreak the law on the slow cop cause I'm down to blast\nPaul and infamous scrub wit the nine and they left plus the stash\nCrunchy black at the hideout smokin quarter pounds\n(smothered by the weed bomb)\nFirst contestants fallin down flag covered up over the casket\nWhich we leavin a dead cop surrender no cousin a friend a son\nSooner no matter your crews 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Another trick sucka dropped\n[01:27.50] Pop pop pop\n[01:28.96] Another trick sucka dropped\n[01:30.81] Pop pop pop\n[01:32.27] Another trick sucka dropped\n[01:33.43] A quarter after twelve I'm still cruising down on back streets\n[01:37.08] On my job a dead buyer already lies on the passenger seat\n[01:40.31] Just did one for the money now I'll do two for the showing\n[01:44.04] When I drop the third body I'm get ready hit the road\n[01:47.12] I'm spendin bloody money in the streets cause that's all\n[01:50.11] That I got from ones I've laid in the past and the new heads I just cracked\n[01:53.76] But all had to go sour when some fools tried to rush\n[01:57.06] The tables turning before my eyes now its me they trying to touch\n[02:00.45] I put the pedal to the mizzetal strap my fo fifty five my seventy two\n[02:04.11] I looked up in the rear view they still comin\n[02:06.27] Those fools must got one too\n[02:07.62] Comin up on the side its on\n[02:09.19] I feel they can't be with a dead buyer's trance\n[02:11.74] Pump fell on my lap I'm liftin it up they getting my steel they started lettin 'em off\n[02:15.72] I tried to ram 'em the telephone post on the sidewalk\n[02:19.07] I got a touch as the chrome smacked I laughed as them fools take a fall\n[02:23.59] Not even tho my roster for the day but my back was against the wall\n[02:28.70] Ohh that's how it is in the ghetto\n[02:31.61] (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n[02:35.12] When a gun is to your head there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto\n[02:41.73] You better watch your back cause you might get car jacked\n[02:46.00] (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n[02:48.59] That's how it is in the ghetto\n[02:53.56] Pop pop pop\n[02:55.06] Another trick sucka dropped\n[02:57.24] Pop pop pop\n[02:58.31] Another trick sucka dropped\n[03:00.07] Pop pop pop\n[03:01.61] Another trick sucka dropped\n[03:03.82] Pop pop pop\n[03:05.04] Another trick sucka dropped\n[03:06.94] I'm that fool you don't 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Because I know you will try to take mine\n  I do onto others before they do onto me\n  And my fingers refuse to release on the squeeze trigger on the ni ne milli\n  Cause suckers be trying to take all the things\n  You been working so hard for\n  But I can hit the floor I would rather go out in the smoke\n  And so I'll do what I'll have to do I don't want to kill you yet I will fool\n  Before Lord Infamous take a fall I'll spray all of y'all\n  Aww mang\n  They got my back against the wall\n\n  Ohh that's how it is in the ghetto\n  (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n  All the player haters and jealousy in the ghetto\n  Childrens crying homies dieing\n  (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n  It's how it is in the ghetto\n\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n\n  A quarter after twelve I'm still cruising down on back 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it is in the ghetto\n  (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n  When a gun is to your head there's nothing left to be said in the ghetto\n  You better watch your back cause you might get car jacked\n  (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n  That's how it is in the ghetto\n\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n  Pop pop pop\n  Another trick sucka dropped\n\n  I'm that fool you don't know I'm that one you can't see\n  Thatl' be scopin wit that gat infrared behind the trees you gon drop to your knees\n  You gon yell brother please all the police on\n  Your force gon be scared to witness me\n  When you see me in the traffic psychopathic killer addict\n  Kid-nappin MPds choppin heads off wit the hatchet\n  Throwin 'em in a rotted ditch while the night is filled with mist\n  Mystic styles bout the killers from the six double six\n\n  In the alleys not a bum just a gang creepin low\n  Fourty four is the two pluggin hoes in the fro'\n  Break the law on the slow cop cause I'm down to blast\n  Paul and infamous scrub wit the nine and they left plus the stash\n  Crunchy black at the hideout smokin quarter pounds\n  (smothered by the weed bomb)\n  First contestants fallin down flag covered up over the casket\n  Which we leavin a dead cop surrender no cousin a friend a son\n  Sooner no matter your crews gon' drop\n\n  Ohh that's how it is in the ghetto\n  (I got my back against the wall wall. wall)\n  Mothers crying cause their babies are dieing in the ghetto\n  One time some are straight some from the tek\n  Ohh in the ghetto yeah\n\n  Yeah best believe it three six mafia in the house for the nine five\n  With the all new gime some family bring it to your dope fool\n  Till it just don't pay no mo'\n  We out\n"}]