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Crucial Conflict - Back Against the Wall lyrics
Y'all motherfuckers don't want to do none [x2] In the light never see a nigga like me, things collide inside Open your eyes wide and see Don't want none of G-A-D-E and Conflict Load em' up and bust a (?) Vietnam, we droppin' bomb shit, strapped do draw Ready to brawl, back against the wall, us against all y'all I'm ready to brawl at all times, don't give a fuck who I'm up against As long as I can take everyone in my circle If you really wanna know, nigga most peronal My reason for treason is bread, so even when I said I love my gauge Watch the rage that I pull, finna' unleash this cage I'm comin' out with full intentions, be takin' these niggas to other levels Bringing drama like Physco, going through cycles Every trip that I take be suicidal living like Waco So I'm down to ride, down to do whatever, whenever, the weather Look I could not really care, on another page, through the blaze I'm 'a get at em' Nasty, come and get mashed You wanna up gats, you'd better be strapped Ain't got time to change em' my my mind is finally made up Thinking just fuck em' all up Pop with the glock, on spot, if it's hot, I got a two-shotter pump Just to get a nigga bumped and put up in the trunk If you wanna get tough enough, you get bucked, blast Put him on down and out, wildin' out done got you shot Should have been down to put a rock in your sock But your sock got a whole, and I'm on cocked Back with the sack in the rodeo pack Get back, I make a nigga get slapped in the face with the gate I'm 'a let the cult demonstrate The conflict gettin' crucial when the raw be killing em' Come thirsty nigga Punks be denied, ready to ride,willing to die, feeling me now Nigga get the right act in your mind Nigga get the acts back in a row right Act that jaw, to the right axe saw Ain't no thang bigger, and I'm a' back em' all Temptations trump tall, upskirts Let em' deal with the hurt, quick fast ways Take that motherfucker, it's Wildstyle Take your weak ass niggas along, fuck Bone Dissin' my home, sayin' we clone If your ass want to battle, boy I'll take it to the chrome That's right, my city gonna ride with the Flic', die with the Flic' What you wanna get on, what's up? Cut the bullshit, get em' with the bidness There's gangbanging in my blood, no love Get slugged, body drug through the mud, bring it on let's thug Cause we comin', straight young gunnin', catching niggas running Y'all motherfuckers don't want to do none Bone killer, killer to the bone, I got that home address Y'all niggas better leave it alone, this Raw Dope life or death [hook] Any time or place let's go, down for the cause, strapped to draw Ready to brawl, back against the wall, us against all Y'all motherfuckers don't want to do none [x2] Let's get bucked til' this bitch catch fire Look a' here, we the rodeo riders, crucial colliders, crucial killers (?) fighters, wild west-siders You can't have the truth, the truth like liars It's on tonight, so know We having fun making highways on your crossroads, overload The fuck E coming back in the form of the Messiah, tight like pliers Cutting perfect wires, hide like Mayans The reason they singing the blues is cause these niggas need to retire More of a musical wiser So I advise you to get up and be done Give me the bone, those motherfucking niggas really don't want none Pop for the Wild-Wild, feel the buck, cook em' up pow-pow Give it up for the Chi town, nigga watch out, get knocked out the box Roll with the top-notch heat pop pop For the plot and we dropping em' Unstoppable, cocking em', leaving em' dead When they lay in the land of the raw, nigga what you seen, what you saw The nigga 4 deuce stack em' all Bringing the C-O-N-Flict team from R-E-N-E-G-A-D-E's Got four others now and take everything you own Now as serious as I am, why am I so serious now Cause it's been no time for games playing around wastin' your life Quit talking crap and pullin' Pussy gonna get you killed if you don't use it Got go-getters, plenty missles, stop em' drop em' and I'm wishing Who that fucking with your eyes Got you blind to the fact that it's us against all, back to the wall Violent lessons jumping off unless you all to the raw It's the bull and the rope and I'm making you choke Travel the world with us people and folk Tell us go watch everywhere that we go But we still keeping it dope yo' Niggas just bark for some Kibbles and Bits Niggas don't know about this lyrical shit ?Life or death?, Renegades, Realer and Flic' Coming through your town and killing your clique [hook] I'm a hit a nigga up so truly gooly, he wouldn't understand it Recognize me in this shit as a chief I said And run up to me with your shit, go on and do it, cause I would Fuck this motherfucking status shit, I'm bringing the goods And tempting their manhoods, to think they could even fuck with me Call me Coldhard (?), busting shit from 'cross the street nigga Throw all my cards to box with 'em Cars are still deep but your sound was still illing What the fuck, you niggas think I'm chilling cause I'm calmed and cool So perhaps I'll bust on one of you stupid ass niggas for being a fool Stroll through, I'm heated Them gats combusting rapid at your whole crew Get called for disaster cause we strapped and let the dogs loose Hit the main man with the deuce, for the high tech shit fucked up With Flic' now its on with you, you scared, ? out your ? in bed Sissy ass nigga we really ain't done shooting the lead Split your cabbage to the red for fucking with us Now we sick in the head nigga By all means, it really don't stop, stay out the dark Keep messing get marked Face to face I'm 'a check them phonies That don't want none trying to diss my homies Roll and rocker creeping through your city Bone crusher when I slap you silly Bone rusher when my mac milli catch a toe tag for touching my billi Who the fuck want some drama, I'm a' slice 'em up, dice 'em up I'm 'a cut their head off then neck I'm feel like I spent twenty years down in Tibet Rumbles, give me red ass knuckles, knuckles hit his eye like buckles Buckles keep 'em spit like Ruffles Fuck it, like a must we buck it [hook] |
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