sycophants with the broken ties we socialize And we awaken a brand new tragedy Wake up to the real me Recognize the face of the real enemy Shout it
sober sycophants with the broken ties we socialize And we awaken a brand new tragedy Wake up to the real me Recognize the face of the real enemy Shout
trust? You only see young brothers in a drug bust Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust My homey got a year for an ounce of weed While Bush sells weapons to the enemy
the world every girl would want to be with you First, I get the money, then I get the power Joey crack twist the caps, enemies I devour Yo, it's only
Coca-Cola, Motorola and Sprite No love for the Enemy with video play But they give Flav a show to take the focus away from the realest group ever made
the realest from reachin But I bet you never hear it again, naw Clear Channel never heat it again It never fit into the corporate plan of attack They genocidal practices only
Haa Woo Dedicated to the up city Straight West Coast nigga, ain't no pity Put holes in niggas, real pretty Real shitty like a black Frank Nitty I give
Who's had the opportunity to go around the world And I found out, that, we're all not really that different Racism, is the number one enemy of earth There's only
when ya least expect it Cock the Glock check it, a Vase can't protect it boy Is ya ready? I leave yo set wetty Slugs flyin' high got ya body real heavy
of the pain Just finished huffin the paint And muffled the fumes like it was nothin because it ain't Anything in his his way His enemies he just slays
only fear 25 years and death. Ill minds connection, crime connection Never bring beef in my direction, kid Cormega and Mobb Deep supply your section With the infamous realness
, the(n) way ya odds, 'cause only he could save ya Motherfuckers, it's.. [Chorus 2X: Cormega] The Montana shit, the money and the power shit Real recognize real
I'm wishin' that He could just come Yet this Nina gots no trigger so I'm clickin' Real quick like a serial killa mon' straight from that cell for real
the Branson break bread High energy, all my niggaz a kin to me Regardless how it go down I still get ten a ki Beware of my enemies, y'all remember me
Right about now I think it's time you explained to everybody The real reason you wear this chain around your neck tight Yo, yo this Puff Daddy number
get peace of mind for years and left the hell alone Turn a deaf ear to the cellular phone Send me a letter or better, we could see each other in real
hoped for. I willed it and if so it's from real And it's my ship to sink with. It could be the drain of summer heat, Fourth of July or enemies. Bad
