we hear... All that we hear Manipulate to divide and conquer Search for the truth And you'll find the real enemy I'm not your enemy We're not your enemy
clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy, Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch-enemy. Physically fitted to be
from you no fuckin' tears for them lost years i took the pain then i turned it to hatred so dead to me no fantasy my own blood is the enemy remedy long
in no light another man with a blood shot soul get up dont be one stand up control destiny dont back away guns are blasting hating me cant take me i've got to survive first
Less than aute he became a victim Now I will sever his legs, his neck Hatred enemy his body I dissect Savage Savage Butchery Ravage Ruthlessly Veins spray blood
and only lonely It's my time My time The one and only lonely The one and only lonely Did I win the first prize? Have I crossed enemy lines? Got stabbed
gangbang when I was younger So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin' under I never thought I lived to see us chill Crips and Bloods holdin'
they gorgeous White girls tannin', liposuction Fake titties are implanted, fake lips that's life destruction Light skinned women, biracial hateful toward themselves Denyin' even they blood
We used to be number 10 Now we're permanent one In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm
, any nigga hatin' ain't a friend of mine Nigga considered the enemy, nigga, that's when you die I never keep my enemies close 'Cause I got a perfect
back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all good cease Together they form an organization much stronger than the mafia First
up, and put your guns in the muthafuckin' air, and bust the muthafuckas like you just don't care, and fuck the muthafuckin' police, and kill all the muthafuckin' enemies
everything in the way Of me seein' first motherfuckin' light of the day A trigger man, deadly as fuck with a loaded AK Spot my enemy and kill him the
three guns cocked that's when Tom dropped (Stop!) They sent the bow and arrow right through his tank top (Stop that) (Oh she's lying!) Lying? Blood was
his arms down Lesson number one - when you're ready to throw never step up talkin - that's like tryin to pitch, but you're balkin And I'ma steal first
Let yo? nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get lolli-hopped By everybody on the turf, oh yeah, about that skrilla Hell yeah, that welfare check is mines on the first
First verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on a island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill you all with kindness I kill
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemies' crib With Hennessey, got drunk then I finish you I'm every nigga's favorite arch enemy Physically