Da Enemy

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"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?"
 Sit back, I'm about to-
 Sit back, I'm-
 Sit back, I'm about to begin
 Sit back, I'm about to-
 Sit back, I'm about, about to begin
 Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin
 Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin
 I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch
 Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks
 Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober
 They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova
 Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow
 And what you make in a year, I make in one show
 Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
 Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride
 You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
 Talking 'bout, "Where the gun at?" I been there and done that
 I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit
 I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit
 I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild
 I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now
 I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws
 I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours
 So get that flashlight out of my face
 To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes
 Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped
 Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that
 Why do I end up in so much shit?
 I done came way too far to be calling it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up
 Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust
 Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know
 Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know
 For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone
 Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama
 So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing
 Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union
 And show these kids how legit it is
 Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses
 So where's your witnesses you claim to have
 Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?
 I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low
 But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd
 Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did
 Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?
 Why do I end up in so much shit?
 I done came way too far to be calling it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?
 I done came way too far to be calling it quits
 Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit
 They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
 "What would you do if a vicious enemy
 Suddenly started coming at you
 Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?"
 

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Duration
02:46
Key
11
Tempo
174 BPM

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