Enemy Lyrics

Won't let it slow me up

The life I lived bout drove me nuts

There is no folding cuz

Even though I know it's tough

Hit the heathens with a ski lift

Let them know we're going up

Then I'm copping duffel bags

Like I really know the plug

Gotta let them know what's up

Bout to smoke a blunt

Let the Chiba soothe the sickness

Like I'm sipping Robituss'

Way too Focused on the bucks

So I'm going on a hunt

But I'm rolling with the punches

When emotions choke me up

Look at my reflections

And I wonder if it's real

Maybe my perception

Often alters how I feel

If only I could walk around

And sport a sword and shield

Disemboweling busters

When I come in for the kill

Bringing laughter to your chapter

Like I act with Key and Peele

Serve delicious rhymes so I can

Really see a meal

After all these years still out here

Searching for a deal

If I ever lose control then

I'll let Buddha take the wheel

I got the remedy my enemies are dead to me

I got the recipe it's epic beats and pedigree

I'm making music evidently it's my destiny

If they do not agree then I don't seek apology

It's growing season but I never studied botany

Been Dropping knowledge like I'm motherfucking Socrates

It's obvious that I'm not rocking with the mockery

You'll find a rapper everywhere

Except the library

Too busy running up the funds

Cuz I need collared greens

I guess the wicked never rest

Like I had mouths to feed

I put my foot up on the gas

Like I'm about to speed

Misunderstood without my raps

Until I Found the key

I had depression and

A bad case of anxiety

But I don't trust the drug

prescribed up in psychiatry

So I deal with it on my own

That's my propriety

I'm still a Lone-wolf to this day

I cannot ride with sheep

Won't let it slow me up

The life I lived bout drove me nuts

There is no folding cuz

Even though I know it's tough

Hit the heathens with a ski lift

Let them know we're going up

Then I'm copping duffel bags

Like I really know the plug

Gotta let 'em know what's up

Bout to smoke a blunt

Let the Chiba soothe the sickness

Like I'm sipping Robituss'

Way too focused on the bucks

So I'm going on a hunt

But I'm rolling with the punches

When emotions choke me up