New Enemies - Lionheart

Out the grave, no shovel

Raised by a single mother

So I knew about the hustle

Round the dirt, round the rubble

Bottom of the barrel

Did I stut, stut, stutter

I’m back, motherfucker

Still undisputed, still built on struggle

Never trip (Nah) never stumble (Nah)

I don’t buckle, I don’t crumble

Did it one way or another

No love for anyone who doubted me

No love, still making new enemies

My pain deep, stomach empty

How dare (?)

My pain deep, stomach empty

Motherfucker, don’t tear me

Motherfucker, don’t tear me

No love for anyone who doubted me

No love, still making new enemies

No love for anyone who doubted me

No love, still making new enemies

Check my back full of knife wounds

When out the kind you pussies tryna say you have to

Not words from the back of the sharks

These are real scars, real pain and real hurt

Cause when i was doing push-ups on a six bar can

You were flashing for the cameras

With all your friends

But I hope stop back on 'em play pretend

But I was born in the gutter

Motherfucker, that’s where I lived