Tekster:
Belly Back Against The Wall

[feat. Kobe] [Chorus:] Got my back against the wall, My face against the wind, They love to see me fall, But hate to see me win, I will not be stopped

us And blow for blow, I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors I give tumors to niggas and comas to bitches No one's against us, roll with the riches

team in the culture wars So, I stab the beast belly as the vulture snores Yo Joe, let it blow with convulsive force Till walls fall off their false

, that's what I do So tell me where the hoes is at The fat loopy bitches with the lumpy backs Super Balls ain't scared of a fuckin' thing Hold your belly

spot and from the jump they don?t like me Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy I'ma star so I'm in with the belly pistol That?s 'cause the haters

man a sprat Ain't no back and belly rat Well man a lion, yeah You must think say man a sprat Don't play no back and belly rat Well man a lion, yeah Man

black against the wall And I ain't going down without a fight Stay back, stay back, stay down Stay back, stay back, stay down Stay back, stay back,

pon har belly and a bawl (Pon har belly and a bawl) When man mek dat phone call (Oh, Lord) Now yuh back against di wall (Back against di wall) Likkle

'Cause these folks don't fuck around You can, rub your belly with Liza Minelli Covered in jelly, you're gonna rub your belly Jiggle your droopy balls with singin' Lou Rawis Bounce off the walls