Testi:
The Group Home Up Against The Wall

for my brothers and my sisters in the streets dong their thing My back is against the wall and can't do a damn thing Yo I'm Up Against The Wall

think you can back it up Cause us real niggaz ready, we done had enough Couple raps in, now but y'all ain't adding up Quit gassing em up, who his ass

your spine Nobody know crime, throw up that sicc sign And strike hard like stricc-nine No recovery, you other G niggaz betta duck Leave you in the tuxed up Psycho, off the wall

Just tryna find my way back home The old me is dead and gone, dead and gone Oh oh Ever had one of them days wish would've stayed home Run into a group

(feat. The Game) Aye yo, home, I'm number one mutherfucka (Fuck you.) The Doctors Advocate, nigga. (Fuck you again.) Just get used to me, man. You can

he has his kids He head butts me, slams me on top of my pastor's crib I stand up, back ripped up, recitin' the forty-ninth psalms Holdin a medieval knife

"Glad" Just to know I got it Ziploc'd up in the bag Just to know I got 'er out hard up in the ave It's Little Brother, trust you don't want no problems

way back home The old me is dead and gone dead and gone (T.I.) Ever had one of dem days u wish woulda stayd home Run into a group of niggas getting

i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm