Its Me Against The World lyrics

(Verse 1)
Tired of this bullsh*t, now I'm on the down low
Creeping while you sleeping trick or treating with my Lights low
Skullcap, Gloves tight, Loading up the 9-Gloc
Strolling through the Springcreek looking for your chilling spot
You gone be a victim to a Tommy Wright Homicide
D.L.E you can't survive, no way you could stay alive
f*ck you punk b*tch, listen to this gauge blast(gunshot)
Wrap you in a sheet cause I can't supply your body bag
Acting J cause I went solo with my studio
Used you for a couple of songs and never paid you sissy ho
Step slow, real quck
D.L.E, SUCK MY di*k!
You know where to find me n*gga in the middle of these streets
4 corners is where I stay Ain't na' n*gga running punk
You gone die or I'mma die cause it ain't no room for the both of us
Weak tapes that you make
n*ggas be laughing at yo sh*t
In ya room f*cking off
While I'm di*king on yo b*tch
Talk sh*t
Run yo mouth
Shoot me if you got nuts
Ain't no vest on your chest you gone 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 you can fight me?, you need a f*ckin army you gonna fight me
f*ck all y'all (Switch) It’s me against the world!
f*ck you mane, f*ck, f*ck you mane
f*ck, f*ck them hoes, f*ck them hoes
Its tommy wright VS earth!
I’m saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
No, nobody cares, it’s me against the world
Do you think you can fight me? you need a f*ckin army you gonna fight me
f*ck all yall! Switch

[Verse Two]
Verse two
Talk about another punk that I hate
A b*tch named Lynchin D
Commercial appeal from Ace
That's where you gone end up
f*ckin with 4 corner folks
Talk behind these n*ggas backs
Blow away my pistol smoke
Murder charge
When I catch you slipping with that ugly tongue
I ain't got good sense when these bullets hit my f*ckin gun
Dead on the scene
n*gga you gossip more of them whores
Telling people that you're coming to kill me when I went on tour
Took a chance going outta town with that sorry trick
You ain't kin to Skinny Pimp so quit jocking on his di*k
Could of kill me plenty times
What the f*ck you waiting for?
Stick my di*k in Lynchin's mouth
Let’s see if Lynch can talk some more!
[Hook]
Do you think you can fight me? You need a f*ckin army you gonna fight me
f*ck all y'all (Switch) It’s me against the world!
f*ck you mane, f*ck, f*ck you mane
f*ck, f*ck them hoes, f*ck them hoes
Its tommy wright VS earth!
I’m saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
I’m saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
No, nobody cares, it’s me against the world
f*ck you mane, f*ck all yall! Switch

[Verse Three]
Tommy Wright
On the creep
Commin from this Westside
Livewire, keep ya boys safe from this drive by
Bullsh*t you not
I'm about to lay them bustas on the gravel
Motherf*ckin imitation
Wanna be some f*ckin rappers
Keep them n*ggas straight
Tre 8 you better watch yourself
Once I see ya 57 cougar
You gone meet yo death
Call yo punk Big-C
Bring the f*cking SMG
Tommy Wright the hated n*gga from 4 corners pimpin’ B
Mad at me cause I erased yo raps come and get you some
Livewire, yo kids gone get you sent back to the Pantheon
Glock c*cked tryna send these bustas to the mortuary
Nothing but a bunch of fat boys in the cemetery b*tch!
[Hook]
Do you think you can fight me? You need a f*ckin army you gonna fight me
f*ck all y'all (Switch) It’s me against the world!
f*ck you mane, f*ck, f*ck you mane
f*ck, f*ck them hoes, f*ck them hoes
It’s Tommy against Earth!
I’m saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
I’m saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do, f*ck you mane!
No, nobody cares, it’s me against the world
f*ck, f*ck them hoes
f*ck you mane!

[Verse Four]
Blast on these b*tches
A ho named 3-0-4
n*gga wanna be Scarecrow
Ill put yo ass on death row
A b*tch like him go dumb cause I made this n*gga a whole tape
Then he caught the big head
Said that he used me why do n*ggas Trade
Motherf*cker talk sh*t put a gun to his head and blow him away
Put him on his knees get blessed like a G quick put 3-0-4 off in his grave
I ain't got no love
Put on my glove
I wanna see blood
Telling folks you gonna assassinate me
You hate me
But them bullets you got can't scrape me
Die motherf*cker
Where you from n*gga make up your mind
First you said the God then The Mound I’m gonna make it up for you with this nine
I'm the only n*gga standing
Now the smoke has finally clear
Meet me on the walker if yo body ain't tired of holding fear
Now you back in busta’s word
Rapping in the cafeteria
Bullets ain't got no name, but one got yours cause my murders a serial
Tripping off yo ass
Rapping in bathrooms
Beating on tables
Step up if you ready to get yo rap up when you’re willing and able

[Hook]
Do you think you can fight me?, you need a f*ckin army you gonna fight me
f*ck all y'all (Switch) Its me against the world!
f*ck you mane, f*ck, f*ck you mane (For real mane)
f*ck, f*ck them hoes, f*ck them hoes
Its tommy wright VS earth!
Im saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
f*ck them hoes!
No, nobody cares, its me against the world
Im saying, f*ck you know what you hoes wanna do
f*ck them hoes!
No, nobody cares, its me against the world

[Verse Five]
Loc'ed out, dressed in black
Looking 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 f*ckin gun
Never sold no f*ckin dope
Trading hard
Pull your cars
See if you are what you say
Smack you with the gat
In the end
Bring the yellow tape
Lying ass b*tches mane
Won't you hoes quit trading
Homemade assed tapes
Never made it pass Blackhaven
b*tch n*gga
Rich n*gga
Trick n*gga
Talk sh*t
You, Ke-Ke, and Kim all on my hit list
Supposed to some playas buyin these b*tches diamonds and pearls
Tommy Wright that n*gga that y'all love to hate
It's the me against the world!