Verse 2

My back against the wall, I thought I worked it all out
Crawling on the floor, but my pennies’ll be sprawled out
Red like Russia and I’m dealing with the fallout
Berlin, Shawshank, taking your wall out
Pray for Redemption just like Tookie
Ain’t made in America, I’m not Whoopie
Ghosting vetrans cos I’m that rookie
Better cash your pensions and save that nookie
Buck, buck, buck, well you just got lucky
Come back to haunt you cos I’m that duppy
Hip-hop monster, you that cookie
I’m Mike Vick brother, mother fuck dat puppy
Not the dog in the fight, it’s the fight in the dog
So I’m fighting all the people who be sniping our jobs
System doesn’t work if you take out the cogs
Granddaddy fought Hitler, British called him a WOG

Hook

When your back against the wall, get up stand up
When you taking the fall, get up stand up
When they raking it all, get up stand up
Cos they making us stall, stall, stall
When your back against the wall get up stand up
When you taking the fall, get up stand up
When they raking it all, get up stand up
Get up stand up, get stand up

Verse 3
My back against the wall, but I’m coming out blazing
Exorcist at 4th base, running out Satan
Pig brutality they gunning out hating
Made convicts Muslim, they shunning dat bacon
‘Fuck the police’ put their faith in the east
I hardly seen Jesus and my case in a week
Give Guardian readers a lickle taste of the streets
These faulty leaders so I save my receipts
Would pawn em all in, but their stock be falling
Make me PM, but the block be calling
If it wasn’t for the hood then I’d stop recording
Old school Tyson, can’t stop the mauling
I love this bawling I born to fight
Just do it, flick ticks, like I shawn your Nikes
Oils low like bitch tits, check warning lights
But no war, no sell out, won’t pawn my mic