[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

Dealee 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 hoe

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'ma die cause it ain't no room for the both of us

Weak tapes that you made

niggaz 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



[Chorus]

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 niggaz 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



[Chorus]

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 niggaz 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!



[Chorus]

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 hoe named 3-0-4

a nigga wanna be Scarecrow

I'ma 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 niggaz 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



[Chorus]

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