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Kill My Landlord (The Coup) · Kill My Landlord (The Coup) · Hey Mr. Landlord (Jimmy Witherspoon) · We Have Seen the Enemy... and the Enemy Is Us (Enemy Is Us) · Enemy of the Enemy [Japan Bonus Track] (Asian Dub Foundation) · Enemy of the Enemy [UK Bonus Tracks] (Asian Dub Foundation) · Enemy of the Enemy [Canada Bonus CD] (Asian Dub Foundation) · Enemy of the Enemy (Asian Dub Foundation) · Asian Dub Foundation: Enemy of the Enemy (Asian Dub Foundation) · Say Say Say (Waiting 4 U) (Hi_Tack) – and 90 other albums »


Say it now cause John and Jane would like to know

Is it safe inside your head
Songs to serenade the dead
All along I said I know no enemies
Mix it
you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them niggas you with is wit' you?
And I say

(And I say) Hell yeah
single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them niggas you with is wit' you?
And I say

(And I say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah,
you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them niggas you with is wit’ you?
And I say

(And I say) Hell yeah
concerned, burn is what my enemies do, just like weed 223 reasons to bleed, yes indeed, I'm a ghetto boy, that's right everybody knows I'm a G, I'm what you
on the white walls, do a design in the droplets
Psycho what you might call, but my mind is spotless
Do you like Phil Collins, have you ever heard this album
single?
I heard you f***ed your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them n****s you with is wit' you?
And I say

(And I say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah,
single?
I heard you f***ed your girl, is it true?
You getting money? You think them n****s you with is wit’ you?
And I say

(And I say) Hell yeah
Hell yeah,
fuckin' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast

[Chorus]

I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all
gonna be sick in my sleep, eugh, augh ugh!

I tries to do it proper but kept comin' up a cropper
I needs some hype I think I'll ram raid happy shopper
Gotta do what I gotta do, yeah)
All my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where-
Tuition is handled by some
figured, 'like man. If he do a whole
album, if his raps is wack at least we can throw Cam on every song and
save the album, you know. So uh Dame took me
to pass by
Lookin at the hourglass, I
See how fast time fly
I keep a strong will to live
I be a old man with a lotta game to give
I'll make the kids do
thunder
Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up that's how the ball bounce
The cookie crumbles
That's what the guns do dead you
I be right back 
To my brother say word
You got to drive, no doubt 
I cock it bein tougher for herbs
Cause the
Plot is power
An I do it for
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toes
'Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
'Cause my momma need that
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]

[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
Cause on the street they do as we influenced by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once again
That's why the Enemy is down with Paris
album on the shelf sitting
And I think I might need, help getting out of bed
Cause I'm here and I keep, spinning out of thread
I'm my own worst critic,
kettle, bitch
High pitched, fly shit, five settle, five words like the bandit lord
I think this weed got me paranoid
Middle finger to my enemies, I say all
cause if I think a nigga gonna do me
I'm gonna do his ass, cause a bitch will get you killed
Niggaz like to steal, and ain't no thing is a good dope deal
you scared, say you scared

Yo, paragraph indent, I make intense sense
Niggas on that Gil Scott dope (hint hint)
At age fifteen they start smoking
that I'm gone
None of my enemies can hate on me now
And all my friends can do is pray for me now
Only God can judge me

Now that I'm dead and gone I
the nina for our be foes in a gamble
That's what life is and it's hard to handle
When the bible says worship this by the scriptures written by man though
did what I came to do, no time left
Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best
Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh
You could come