Enemies - Ransom

New York niggas soundin' like they was born in Atlanta

Jersey niggas soundin' like they was born in Atlanta

Philly do the same, hope y’all niggas pardon my manners

Niggas man up, ridin' dicks, see I’m really just not a fan of

If Pac was alive, I bet he’d know what the plan was

If B.I.G.

was alive, I bet he’d know what the scam was, huh

It be the day that they ever showin' this man love

I ain’t here for no damn buzz, nigga, I give my fans blood

Sweat and tears, my enemies best beware

I’m rememberin' them days

That they prayed that my death was near

Yeah, I bleed redemption, my vision is three dimensions

Relieve the tension 'cause there’s some shit that I need to mention

Fuck Will Smith and his wife for corruptin' Jaden

And fuck them rich crackers supportin' shit he portrayin'

You don’t like what I’m sayin', you really think the truth hurts?

The truth is, a couple of lies is probably gon' do worse

I’m too turnt, fuck a mixtape, or album or best of

And fuck ya favorite artist if he ain’t tryin' to invest blood

I stepped up, worship the soul and given the flesh up

Shootin' out Black’s Thoughts

Because he ain’t showin' my Quest Love

The Roots of all evil in people see what that check does

We ridin' on them people who never tried to respect us

Yeah, y’all niggas gon' remember me

When I’m ridin' on my enemies

We ridin' on our enemies

Comin' for they neck won’t even let 'em breathe

Those who don’t respect don’t know my pedigree

So I’m screamin' death to all my enemies

We ridin' on our enemies

Comin' for they neck won’t even let 'em breathe

Those who don’t respect don’t know my pedigree

So I’m screamin' death to all my enemies

Male niggas actin' like they was born with vaginas

Female niggas actin' like they was born in designer

What I offer is minor, couple thoughts to revive ya

A fire breathin' rebel that’s filled with scorchin' saliva

Tell ya boss to advise ya, I’m nothin' to be playin' with

Handlin' guerillas’ll kill them niggas who ain’t equipped

Who you know as insane as this?

I don’t come with no entourage

Show up with my wife and my kids

And blow out ya brains with this

Thoughts on the wall, yeah, that’s how you paint the pic

Play the part of Basquiat, bet ya life I’ma change the script

I bleed redemption, my vision’s in three dimensions

Relieve the tension 'cause there’s some shit that I need to mention

Fuck Bruce Jenner for switchin' genders on TV

Somewhere there’s a youngin like «Momma, think that can be me?»

Well damn, I told you my vision’s 3D

But it’ll take the soul of your son for you to believe me

And they gon' say I’m racist and hateful, and homophobic

Sort like Trump and that garbage he told his voters

Fuck it as long as you own it, think the fans can respect that

Always said what I felt, and I swear I’ll never regret that

Yeah, here’s a story to break through

Your day one nigga’s been jealous since day two

And I dare a nigga tell me this logic it ain’t true

They tellin' lies, tryin' to see if this gossip disgrace you

RIDE ON 'EM…

We ridin' on our enemies

Comin' for they neck won’t even let 'em breathe

Those who don’t respect don’t know my pedigree

So I’m screamin' death to all my enemies

We ridin' on our enemies

Comin' for they neck won’t even let 'em breathe

Those who don’t respect don’t know my pedigree

So I’m screamin' death to all my enemies