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Back Against The Wall lyrics
Songwriters: Davis, Moses Anthony; Simpson, C.; Thompson, D.;

Whoa, na, na, yeah, yeah, ya zagga, nagga, now, now
Oh lord, well, I gotta friend called Tony
Who been build a one [unverified] from mi was a baby
His nickname afta dat is money
Let mi give dem di whole story, yeah, ya, ya

As a juvenile in di ghetto were growin up
Their big guns wanted boy have showin us
And they keep tell him everyday that gun is no toy
Till policeman back him up

Shoot out his way, escape, he s fabulous
Jamaican most wanted, he s dangerous
People dem a say this is one cantankerous boy

Hey, but now di back against di wall
(Back against di wall)
Likkle yuh know yuh would a fall
(Know yuh would a fall)
Seh dat yuh badda than all
But yuh shouldn t lick di bank down at di mall
(Bank down at di mall)

Now yuh modda pon har belly and a bawl
(Pon har belly and a bawl)
When man mek dat phone call
(Oh, now, now, now, now)

Juan, he was a victim of circumstances
Di system weh dem have yah it create this crisis
Yuh see a ghetto yute wit a gun na, call him no boy
His gunshot to rahtid

Lock off jobs in all di communities
As a ghetto yute yuh have a few opportunities
Lack of education wid all we abilities stall, hey, ya

But when yuh back against di wall
(Back against di wall)
Likkle yuh know yuh would a fall
(Know yuh would a fall)
Seh dat yuh badda than all

Mon yuh shouldn t lick di bank down at di mall
(Bank down at di mall)
Now yuh modda pon har belly and a bawl
(Pon har belly and a bawl)
When man mek dat phone call
(Oh, now, now, now, now)

It s like workin at a hospital, yuh can t afford fi see innah
Workin at a restaurant, yuh can t afford a food innah
Workin at a butty poor, yuh can t afford a shoes innah
Feel se dat me right mi fren? No rasta

Well, policeman find a gun weh forty man, gone a prison fah?
Know seh Santa Claus neva visit dis, yah rasta, yah
Neva visit di yute dem in di ghetto weh ya suffa
Oh, now, now, now, now, now, yeah

Ghetto yute it s time for us to be strong
Whoa, lawd, lawd, lawd
Yute man wise up and live as one, yeah, yah, yah, yah
Cause everyday a black man kill anodda black man, whoa
Di system create by Babylon, so fire bun pon Vatican

So now yuh back against di wall
(Back against di wall)
Likkle yuh know yuh would a fall
(Know yuh would a fall)
Seh dat yuh badda than all
But yuh shouldn t lick di bank down at di mall
(Bank down at di mall)

Now yuh modda pon har belly and a bawl
(Pon har belly and a bawl)
When man mek dat phone call
(Oh, Lord)
Now yuh back against di wall
(Back against di wall)
Likkle yuh know yuh would a fall
(Know yuh would a fall)

Seh dat yuh badda than all
But yuh shouldn t lick di bank dung at di mall
(Bank dung at di mall)
Now yuh modda pon har belly and a bawl
(Pon har belly and a bawl)
When man mek dat phone call
(Oh, now, now, now, now, yeah, ah)

Thats all I got to say about dat yuh know
Ghetto yute be wise and realize
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