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
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
'head, go 'head Do the snake with me, oh Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Do the walk with me Go 'head, go 'head Go ahead, Game First things first, Aftermath
sings on a battlefield Faithful mate of the whitest knight The loot of the lowest thief Path of justice, hope for the weak Path of blood for your enemy
Yo, it was a minute after twelve, when the tragedy struck Niggaz emptied on son, and left 'em leaning right in Valerie's truck The red Cherokee blood
the brotha up Quick pick the window up mooney over heard Right before they threw him out the nigga said word!? ! On the count of three he landed on the first floor balcony Blood
horses neighing* As the final days begin, God sends four terrible horsemen *horses neighing* To reek his vengeance on a sinfull word. the first three
