Me Against the World

[Verse One] Tired of this bullshit, so I'm on a downlow Creeping while you sleeping trick or treating with my Lights low Skullcap, Gloves tight Loading up the nine glocked Stroll through the Springcreek looking for your chilling spot You gon be a victim of a Tommy Wright Homicide D.L.E you can't sirvive, no way you could stay alive FUCK YOU PUNK BITCH, listen to this last blast(gunshot) Wrap you in a sheet cause I can't supply yo bodybag ??? and jay cause I went solo with my studio Use you for a couple of songs and never paid you sissy ho Step close, real quck Deealee SUCK MY DICK You know where to find me nigga in the middle of these Skreets 4 cornas is where I stay Ain't na' nigga runnin punk You gone die or I'mma die cause it ain't no room for the both of us Weak tapes that you made Niggas be laughing at yo shit In ya room fuckin off While I'm digging on yo bitch Talk shit Run yo mouth Shoot me if you got nuts Ain't no vest on your chest you gon be a bloody mess If I can't find you I know where yo mama stay Winchester Springcreek Left first driveway [Hook] Do you think they can take me, you gon need a whole army to fuckin take me Fuck all y'all Switch [Verse Two] Verse two Talk about another punk that I hate A BITCH named Lynchin D Commercial peal from Ace That's what you gon end up Fuckin with 4 corna folks Talkin behind these niggas back Blow away my pistol smoke Murder charge When I catch you slippin with that ugly ??? I ain't got no sense when these bullets hit my fuckin gun Dead on the seen Nigga you got some more of them ??? Tellin people that you're comming to get me when I went on tour Took a chance going outta town with that sorry trick You ain't kin to Skinny Pimp so stop jocking on his dick Could of kill me plenty times What the fuck you waiting for Stick my dick in Lynchin mouth Let's see if Lynchin can talk some more [Hook] Do you think they can take me, you gon need a whole army to fuckin take me Fuck all y'all It's me Against The World fuck you fuck Fuck fuck you mane what do you hoes wanna do I said what you wanna do switch [Verse Three] Tommy Wright On the creep Commin from this westside Livewire, keep ya boys safe from this drive by Bullshit you not I'm out to lay them bodies on the ground Muthafuckin imitation Wanna be some fuckin rappers Keep them niggas str-8 Tre 8 you betta watch yourself Once I see ya 57 couger You gon meet yo death Call yo punk bitch C Birng the fuckin MC Gee Tommy Wright the hated nigga from 4 corna Pimpin V Mad at me cause I erased yo raps come and get you some Livewire, yo kids gon get me sat back to the Panafarm Glockcocked tryna send these bustas to the marcharry Nothin but a bunch of fat bos eat the cemetery BITCH! [Hook] Do you think they can take me, you gon need a whole army to fuckin take me Fuck all y'all Switch [Verse Four] Blast on you biches A ho named 3-0-4 A nigga wanna be Scarecrow I'mma put yo ass on deathrow A bitch like him go dumd cause I made this nigga a whole tape Then he caught the big head Said that he used me Why do niggas Tre Muthafuckin talk shit put a gun to his head and Blow'em away Put him on his knees get blood on his jeans And quick put 3-0-4 off in his grave I ain't got no luv Put on my glove I wanna see blood Tellin folks you gonna assassinate me You hate me But the bullets you got for me Ain't gon scrap me Die muthafucka Where from nigga make up yo mind First you said the God then the mound gonna make it up for you with this nine I'm the only nigga standing Now the smoke has finally clear Meet me on the walker if yo body ain't tired of holdin fear Now you up in busta word Rappin in the cafeteria Bullets ain't got no name, but one got yours cause my murders be serial Trippin off yo ass Rappin in bathrooms Beatin on tables Step up if you ready to get yo rap up when willin and able [Hook] Do you think they can take me, you gon need a whole army to fuckin take me It's the me against the world [Verse Five] Loc'ed out, dressed in black Lookin for some pretty boys Shawty Pimp and MC Stray Need some bodies in they graves Nothing, but some spoiled brats Mom and dad buy they clothes Never shot a fuckin gun Never sold no fuckin dope Trading hard Pulling cars See if you all what you say Smack you with that gat In the end Bring the yellow tape Lying ass bitches mane Wantyou hoes quit tre Homemade assed tapes Never made it pass Blackhaven Bitch nigga Rich nigga Trick nigga Talk shit You Keke and Kim all on my hitlist Supposed to some playas buyin bitches diamonds and pearls Tommy Wright that nigga y'all love to hate It's the me against the world