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A Thousand Enemies Lyrics - Artist : ChillinIT
All the world will be your enemy
Prince with a thousand enemies And whenever they catch you They will kill you But first, they must catch you PERFECT! PERFECT! Ahhuuse, trust me, the weed we smoke is from Babylon Hussle like Nip, we keep the whole marathon Going on the strip, the streets are gon' carry on Long drive a packet of pot alley drop 5 in the car the speaker is got rappin' on I'm in the front with the rackin the whole saddies gone Benny's in the back it's Supreme and Lacoste bally on Check the stats they must have the tally wrong I've been on the wave these rappers still had a nappy on Sittin' in the trap, they too busy having backy bongs Now they on the crack getting aggy when they rap a song Pockets fat as Action Bronson Check the track and stake out the town where the pack is from These industry cats they all have me wrong They try to jack all my songs, they can stab me for them We ain't ever breakin' any codes Half of you are faker than it shows Angel on my shoulder but I'm tainted I got something in my bones I get faded while I'm breakin' up a O All I wanna do is try and get away from rogues Me and Chill are hustlin' we playin' all these shows We was makin' nothin' while we blazing up the 'dro Trappin' for a habit that was makin' me a ghost 'Bout to get a 8 and put the plate up to my nose Call me Johnny Depp 'cause I been faded off the blow Sesh and weed Protect Felipe We wreck the beat Got 20 G's in the basement of my home Maybe I'mma go and get this money Me and Chillinit, we fillin' up a Louis bag and gave it to your hoe I ain't gonna stop till my kid's got a Rolex watch and my ex bitch living on the coast I be on a jet, no carry on But if they wanna carry on, my hitter come and stick 'em in the throat I just got a Plain Jane, went and made it froze Wrist chilly on a pilly, getting litty on a boat I still got a side for sale, some white to sell I don't know why I feel like getting gritty on the road But my kiddy's got a home and I'm sitting on a gold mine Every time we drop a track, shit is gonna blow Wait, still me and Benny up at the drug spot Got a bottle of Henny under the glovebox No patience, cover it, no faces They call me stonemason, the way that a brother cut rock Fuck off, who wants it? Wanna go to war, you better get new options Or watch it, my brother be level we do boss shit And now we go the Cali' and looking at new watches Australia Post we move boxes and fly marijuana, imported it through Compton The cheques never respect your crews nonsense Better get the cheddar for settin' off huge mosh pits It's straight Tetris, brother I'm where the block is Brother, you my brother we never ever gon' stop this (We never ever gon' stop this) Check People they hate what we do Start makin' paper, they change up on you Pressure and stress, I'll be better off dead Looking up at my coffin to change up the view Raised in the units, my olders were users I stay by myself when I'm making a move If I make it off music, I'm taking the crew I ain't never went fake for no radio tunes (Tunes, tunes, tunes, tunes, tunes, tunes, tunes) |
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