Lyrics:
hard I was trying to put my thing down
Sirens ringin' out, old ladies screamin' out
All this attention for me and I'm barely sixteen now
It's feelin'
case we are enemies,
We halted to catch our breaths and check if they were coming, just to find out we were standing on the hub of a cemetery.
I was
saved that day
Standin' middle hall
He ignores the clinging bell
With enemies now friends
His message stands well (He yells)
What are we standing for
If
off
Every other day, take this with ya (with ya)
The politics stretched out, we all stressed out
Do your thing and I'ma do my thing
We up in
The politics stretched out, we all stressed out
Do your thang and I'ma do my thang
We up in the zoo, headed-quarter (??) to the West wang
Oh you servin up
Oh lord
Oh na na na na
Enemies I see no enemies
Oh oh oh take them to the Church
Eh eh
Hear me now
They wanna spoil my market
They wanna stop my
corrupt
Or just poise and grim
From boys to men
There’s no way to avoid the sin
So many are counting on me
So my only choice is to win, so...
(Get it! Get
Watch how they fall
When I buck 'em all
We outlaw, Westside
Playa, touch 'em all
I buck them all then remain ballin'
Out the moon with my Glock
it
Mortal enemies lacking in every status
Who really want static
I'm impressed by the data but
It do not matter
Cause I am the master
Of hiding
a dick in your palm
As big as your arm, we somewhere else now
A hospital uh! Get ready for the operation
Lot of guys chilling behind you, blasts from
consider the latter
Never a thought to reconsider
What actually matters
So now we find The King
In a drunken scene
Gathered by servants, soldiers, and his
for real
We willing to die for this
We willing to ride for this
The Enemy know what we got
He willing to lie for this
Winning? Boy we done won
Homies
to fund a couple wars, I'm so rich now
We get on that boy ass, better get 'round (pussy)
Probably in that Trackhawk Jeep when we find 'em (skrrt-skrrt)
on your phone
I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know
You're a scamming fuck to me Michael, calling you out by your name
Enemy The Rapper
This point niggas ain't catchin' up, get over that
Touch me and we make you an organ donor
Boy, we over-strapped
Count the money by myself
I
Oh, sometimes I fall, sometimes I pick me up
Dreams I'm having
Tell me I've been out of luck we are enemies
Been lookin' far and wide for a remedy
the levels and the rules of the game is
Then the world ain't no trick no more, the world is a game to be played
So now we lookin' at the world, from like,
pretend not to like will be daily bread
While the poverty is out of sight
But the present is a battle that we gotta conquer now
Switch head on the daily
I go all in for my niggas a hundred
The fifty, we do not play that
We are not them no we ain't that
If you don't like me then say dat
They say
enemies are banned
They take me back home soon
Your picture in my heart
Will give me will and strenght
And help me to hold out
I'll save the world for you
But the old man strongly clung to the wall
Because he was afraid to get out and to fall.
So the spirit touched his heart with its hand.
It took him by
But what's love, when your friends become enemies
Your nightmares are no longer your worst dreams
And as bad as everything seems
Keep hustling
We
of the Looms
Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip?
Or just another fruit in this room?
It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me
the mention,
Passing paths that climb halfway into the void.
As we cross from side to side, we hear the total mass retain.
Down at the edge, round by
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