Tonight I'll have a look And try to find my face again Buried beneath this house My spirit screams and dies again Out back a monster wears a cloak of Persian leather Behind the TV screen I've fallen to my knees I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin' like a ball I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I Want to get away I need to get away Blanket of silence Makes me want to sink my teeth in deep Burn all the evidence A fabricated disbelief Pull back the curtains Took a look into your eyes My tongue has now become A platform for your lies I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by a thread and I'm feelin' like a ball I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I Want to get away I need to get away Now you know Yeah you got my back against the wall Oh god I ain't got no other place to hide Chained down Like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fall You know Yeah you got my back against the wall Deep in the jungle Camouflaged by all the fallen leaves A hand holds up the sky While shamefully I make my plea The alters callin' But my legs won't seem to stand Guess I'm a coward Scared to face the man I am I said you got me where you want me again And I can't turn away I'm hanging by thread and I'm feelin' like a ball I'm stuck here in-between The shadows of my yesterday I Want to get away I need to get away Now you know Yeah you got my back against the wall Oh god I ain't got no other place to hide Chained down Like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fall You know Yeah you got my back against the wall Now you know yeah You got my back against the wall Oh god I Ain't got no other place to hide Chained down Like a sittin' duck just waitin' for the fall You know yeah You got my back against the wall

All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world I'm swervin', I'm speedin', I'm servin', I'm conin' You want it, I got it, I'm pulling up with it, come get it I pull up and cap the paper then I dip With nothing less than a .40 on my hip Got 30 bitches and 30 bullets in my clip Fled the scene, burning rubber now I'm gone My nigga just got out the pen I lay back home I had to get rid of my bitch cause she didn't listen The fuck you think that make you if you hang with snitches Wanted some new bling on my wrist so I spent 50 Gave my barber a extra tip just to have me extra crispy Ya dig me? All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world I heard they hatin' on their kid Make me pull up on you nigga which yo own bitch Spent a check on my neck and my wrist and my whip Just to take a nigga bitch, nothing but Codeine when I piss In the Range Rover doing 100, switchin' lanes you know I'm gettin' blunted I can't be nobody else but me, got a lot of love in these streets Got it out the mud in these streets, went and got a plug in these streets Came back and flooded these streets I run game like a pimp nigga I don't fuck with lames, I only link with real niggas If ya a real one, we can match a pint and make a toast Got some real ones in the DMV, Chicago and the west coast UH All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' All of my niggas they trappin' All of my niggas they workin' All of my niggas they servin' Pour up the drank I'm thirsty My back against the wall, me against the world All eyes on me, I keep the iron with me R.I.P to Doe B, my back against the wall, me against the world My back against the wall, me against the world

I was dealin' up and down the highway Till they caught me with a heavy load They sentenced me to hard labor Workin' on the side of the road Now I don't deny I was guilty And I know I broke the law I was hungry and broke and couldn't see no hope And my back was up against the wall Now I'm right outside your window Honey, open up and let me in I broke out of jail this mornin' And I ain't never goin' back again I just had to stop by for a minute And I can't stay long at all 'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun And my back is up against the wall I was shackled to a three-time loser A man named Jefferson One night we got to talkin' And I asked him what he'd done He said a man fell over my razor In the middle of a barroom brawl But don't you see it was him or me And my back was up against the wall Now I'm right outside your window Honey, open up and let me in I broke out of jail this mornin' And I ain't never goin' back again I just had to stop by for a minute And I can't stay long at all 'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun And my back is up against the wall Now I'm right outside your window Honey, open up and let me in I broke out of jail this mornin' And I ain't never goin' back again I just had to stop by for a minute And I can't stay long at all 'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun And my back is up against the wall I gotta run you see I'm under the gun And my back is up against the wall Yeah, I gotta run you see I'm under the gun And my back is up against the wall...

When my back was against the wall, she called me names When I was feeling small, she called me names Molly said she had to go, it don't seem right Just when I was feeling low, we had to fight Don't you know, don't you know Don't you know, don't you now Gladly I would give a piece of mind to live without her Gladly I would give a piece of mind to live without her When my sky was turning grey, she'd bring me down Couldn't face another day, she'd bring me down Well many times she said she'd go, but she would stay I didn't really thnk that she would go away Don't you know, don't you know... When my confidence was low, she'd turn away Didn't know which way to go, she'd turn away

Whaaa, wassup nigga? This for my niggas in them big trucks This for all my niggas in them SUV's, you heard me? This for my big truck drivers, look nigga blow yo' big truck horn You still could see me in my big truck boy Smilin' like a lil' kid when I sped the corner with my brand new toy I got a bark in they call, talkin' 'bout They wishin' I'd would've came out the garage But, I guess that's too bad 'Cause your truck used to be the shit until they saw my pad Strobe lights flash, solar baric, boom boom Big feet ten runnin' while they, vroom vroom Another SUV can't do nothin' wit' me I'm 23's so 22's ain't fuckin' with me Car so big it make it hard to turn the wheel I can't watch the TV's from the sturrin' wheel Shit, plush stronger than the buckskin' ceilin' Chocolate tan interior really big truck grill Yeah, that's how you do that there Got bling and bass, everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray Dark lights with brights, the dark windows With the pistols in the hot spots fuckin' well right So when you bitches try to act hype I get the gat get the gat 'cause niggas don't fight When you get to Ruben 2, then make a right at the light And you might catch my rims will-millin' 'round night light I played a Jag' 'round rags And now excursion and escalade 'round upscale The Range Rover's don't even get gools 'Til it's time for rhythm city or either house of blues My niggas wit' me at your seat to pick my friends up My brother 'Rice in a mother-fucking Benz' truck Fresh light don't need no buffin' Just call a homie where I'm at, west coast custom Put it on a trailer and ain't no rushin' 'Cause when I get it back y'all 'round can't touch it I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray Ain't no slack in my Mack, rollin' slow the windows down They recognize me so you know how they act Cuttin' up, fallin' out, tryin' to flirt and get nasty Raisin' shirt, showin' titties, talkin' 'bout autohgraphs I try my best to keep my fans happy I sign my name I grab the nipple they pull off and start laughin' Then it's back through the hood, tryin' to find somethin' good And after that I'm on my way back to good I knew that I'm on course at all time And I love grindin' like alcoholics love sweet creamy and wine 2002 and you dodgin' me now Big truck gonna come up ain't no holdin' us down Grab eyes, turn heads, stop traffic My black big truck half match my big truck jacket Do shows and get paid when I travel stay busy it be gone Now this a big truck driver I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm lookin' at you behind the wheel Singin' this song, I'm a big truck driver In the big ol' truck, with the big ol' grill Rollin' on big ol' chrome, I'm a big truck driver And you know when you pass Those small trucks you doin' them wrong This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray I'm a big truck driver, I'm a big truck driver This is for my riders big truck drivers Even on a bad day everythin' clean but the ash-tray