[Chorus] I'm my best friend and I'm my worst enemy and no one else can hurt me unless I let them is you feelin me and misery loves company and I had my
this way In sick games we reign insane There's only one way to explain And now you lay to die with broke frames Enemies of the state take center
this way In sick games we reign insane There's only one way to explain And now you lay to die with broke frames Enemies of the state take center stage
I see diamond flooded demons Lamborghini angels halos down with the doors flappin doors when they came through windows up system bumpin you the one they
in every single verse Now I might do a dance, I might even jerk, tell them niggas don't hate Only God is great, Enemy Of The State
point like the eating side of forks So keep your head down like your reflection in a spoon Chilly Chill will be out of corrections real soon Enemy, god
I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes I got a lion's den inside the booth That right there
yea lets go lets go microphone check, i make em all bounce every teller and bank of America, make em all count you gon need da whole staff to add up
OwwwwwShout out to Slaughter House. Joe Budden Royce Crooked Joel Uh yea The game was looking weak the whole scene starved so I came through with some
, brains get you brains You can f-ck her if you protest But before you bust in her face, finish listenin to the tape Enemy of the State [End]
We will not compromise who we are to be accepted by the crowd. We want substance in the place of popularity. We want to think our own thoughts. We want
the time They decide what's right or wrong The words you speak, every word you read They'll put you away, enemy of the state Every move you make, every
This is the 51st state Where democracy has failed We've a war on our consciences And blood under our nails Oil drums but we're still paying at the pump
This is the 51st state Where democracy has failed We?ve a war on our consciences and blood under our nails Oil drums but we?re still paying at the pump
Like an earthquake racing through the fault line Silent stalkers creep Ardor of a tangible delusion skewing what remains as real A sinister and unexpected
the time They decide what's right or wrong The words you speak, every word you read They'll put you away, enemy of the state Every move you make Every
Translation: C Bo. Enemy Of The State.
