A Mis Enemigos (High Tide) - Billy Woods

Broke up on impact, I swam from the wreckage

Oil on the water, oceans of fire

Township necklace, sink or swim now

Big waves, I hit 'em like «Ow!»

Wingate and Leerdam sidle (?) in the trial

Shackled in slippers, shuffling single-file

I’m counting kilometers and nautical miles

Have a word with your preacher, niggas is foul

Kool-Aid by the litre, I declined with a smile (Um, no thank you)

You and I both know I ain’t never gonna let it go

Cottonmouth in the midst of H2O

Knife in my teeth and the water’s choppy

You thought I would sink prob’ly

I’m deep in the drink, sloppy

You get a couple bars I’m cheap with the ink

You need to guard your spot with wire that’s barbed

Run-flat tires on cars

High tech, optic fibres, chain on your yard

Every door and window double-barred

Hunker down, watching the surf, ready for war

Eyes on the horizon

Thinking «That nigga couldn’t’ve survived it!»

But I’m full of surprises