Enemy

[Ill Bill:]

A general can never live with the shame of defeat

Play the position the same way in the street, labeled a creep

Raised in the ways of the deep thinkers at the same time

I learned the most valuable things

From an uncle leaving syringes stuck in his veins

Heroin dreams, cocaine wishes

Seen a dope fiedn suck a dog's dick for a fix and

It's twisted and sick on this immaculate planet on which we live

That's why I keep a black bag of ammonia by my side ever since

Hollow tip shells, one in the chamber

Sign my name in blood, smudgen the paper

Too many crab motherfuckers and haters

Looking at me like I fucked their moms

Till they wind up hog tied in the trunks of their cars

It ain't no sunshine, I can smell the jealousy and envy

You're thinking my glass is half full, I'm thinking it's half empty

I think above the law, surpass insanity

Smear your blood on the wall like the Manson family

Wtahc your mouth you don't know me homie

Ill Bill, inappropriate like holding a baby, smoking a bogie

Blow your brains out, leave you with an empty head

Cause I'm a muthafucking villain like MC Ren

[Chorus x2: Ill Bill]

I live the same life you lead, breathe the same air you breathe

We similar, but no, you my enemy

Bang the fuck out in the street, hold the block down with heat

We similar, but no, you my enemy

[Raekwon:]

From every valley all the way to the valley is where allies live

With 40 Calies, winging drugs, selling Denalies

Where coke comes in big ol trucks, Dickies, white tees

Authentic Chucks, stash it in the boards for the cause

Alot of rap killers is lurking, base heads chirping

All these police workers got they hats backwords, and black hoods

Guard it like the Pope up in Rome

Slight cough, rhyming through foam, pajama sets, talking to Tone

I live through my family, civilians and loved ones

Take drugs and slay for my paper

Working under some fakers

I recognize the power of loyalty, come for the wants and needs

Everything else black, self explanatory

Take it back to Timexes and Outies

Push it through 1-39th, seeing Spanish, Jesus and Ralphie

You know who we came, it's holding besides breaded was lead

Go head, search us, guns is by the shoulders

You counting every one in back of the store

Different whores will jump out, different walls smelling like cum

Nowadays niggas know hustling

Yeah, go head, tell it wrong and get jinxed by the FBI

Word to every kingpin's wish

Move humble and hard, play the right men, slay the right bitch

Through the mix of concurrent drama

We honor niggas that died, got trapped up and fell behind karma

This real nigga lecture his destiny

Play the perfect hand of perfection, everything's a blessing at heart

I sat back like the giant from start, play number two position learn

To listen, gamble insmarts

Now we pushing from town to town

Realizing credit's the shit, but can't trust no niggas around

I try to establish life on my own, blaze a hundred bones

And think, I'm painting by the second, it's on

Yo, call the flag of a Muslim son, who base his life on guns and murder

Free business, handling chumps

Now alot of niggas is gone, sleeping on the Rican on the catwalk

Hump on his leg, back on his own

A wise man set up for failure

[Interlude: Raekwon]

Yo, yo, yo, untie him man

[Chorus x2]