-hop When we ride, on our Enemies [Chorus] When we ride on our Enemies I bet you mothafuckas die When we ride On our Enemies When we ride on our Enemies
Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Don't make enemies with me I Try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Some
aaaaass! I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies! [police sirens] I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies! [police
[Music: Dream Theater / Lyrics: John Petrucci] [I Prelude] [Instrumental] [II Resurrection] I saw a white light Shining there before me And walking
of death Fear, There is no evil to fear now For I know you are with me My, Cup overflows With my enemy's blood I, Decay in the house of the lord Forever
I saw a white light Shining there before me Walking to it I waited for the end A final vision Promising salvation A resurrection For a fallen man
Into the shadow of death Fear, There is no reason to fear now While you are with me My, Couple of flows My enemy's blood I, Get in the house
enemies My enemies, my enemies Fuck y'all niggas, my enemies My enemies, my enemies Playa-hataz, my enemies My enemies, my enemies Fuck y'all niggas, my enemies
'I just want to be better than your head's only medicine' A downward spiral just a pirouette Getting worse til there's nothing left What good comes of
devil's bliss! Silence is gold, Trust to be sold, Serpents lead the hollow! For my enemies, Fighting is salvation on guard, You don't deserve my hate! For my enemies
We fold, in cold Lonely but never quite alone We're told, grow old The young, once flesh, now sculpt to stone We sold our soul The spring of life we've
same greats, the same mistakes It doesn't have to be like this If you don't make a friend now One might make you So learn The gentle art of making enemies
't say that were something were not The truth is maybe I wanna get caught Keep your enemies close and your lovers closer [x2] [Chorus] I said keep your enemies
the pastor Babylon you're a dirty bastard CHORUS For the enemies are confounded, yo And all those wicked ones that crowned them, oh The enemies are
We're just waiting for our man To come through with a plan Of how the hell we turn this round And dig ourselves out of the ground We don't really want
We're just waiting for our man To come through with a plan Of how the hell we turn this round. And dig ourselves out of the ground We don't really
AOWWWW! [Chorus: repeat 2X] Sometimes I'm my own worst ENEMY With friends like y'all, the fuck needs ENEMIES? I beat, I stab, I kill my ENEMIES Refuse
