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letra de against the wall - o.c.& a.g.

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[hook]
i get my back up off the wall – i gotta get it (aha!)
i gotta get it, i got, got to get it
now get your back up off the wall and go and get it (come on)
i gotta get it, i got, got to get it

now if you ain’t scared, and i ain’t scared – it’s nothin’ left for us to say, my n-gga
let’s get it on!
uh uh on, uh uh on, uh-huh-uh-huh-uh uh uh on

[verse 1: a.g.]
this is our song – so n-ggas run along (long)
came a hundred strong. you could hear’em when i’m comming on (comming on)
f-ck with o’ and a’ – it’s no fun at all
we bring the rain when the lightning and the thunder [is] gone

she got curves – and i caught her looking
threw it straight down the pipe – couldn’t handle the fast ball (fast)
jeans [are] so baggy cause i’m rapping my -ss off (-ss off)
we do it so well they created a task force

hip hop intel. lot o’ my friends fell (yep)
him got knocked and him tell
the devil know him well, cause i’m in h-ll
the sh-t i state, could be a great debate so call denzel (ha. ha)

and tell him i’m a man on fire
not hbo – but yo, they got my man on the wire
and i be trying to tell’em; my n-ggers, slow down (slow down)
you gon’ get sent up when it all goes down (goes down)

but he don’t hear my vision, like a movie with no sound
i’m the same when they say i ain’t better than those clowns (yup)
with his back against the wall he said; ‘ay i gotta get it (right)
if it’s jail i’m gon’ live it, you just spit it. come now![?]

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[verse 2: a.g.]
no i’m not a gangster – i don’t shoot slugs (nope)
nah, i’m not a dealer – i don’t move drugs (uh, uh!)
i never been a k!ller – but my weapon is love (yep)
with my back against the wall, do all of the above

that’s reality for me – gradually you’ll see
me moving up the ladder while they savaging[?] me
don’t aggree with the rapper in me, rather see the clap[?] in me
the voice i don’t just happen to be (uh, uh!)

that’s god’s concept, so immaculately. done
he called med king, was crowned on year one
my eyes tell a story – of pain and struggle
victory and glory (glory), robbery and poverty

uncomfortable silence and violence
tyrants, sirens – yeah it’s all a part of me
got more lines than loose leafs. so magnetic!
i got the groupies calling me kool keith

where i’m from is desolate – you ever get a shot
better get a fast car. keep going and never quit!
man can’t rule man – only god can
looking for the lead role? i play the part, man

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