Enemy - Remastered

Every January 16th it's "The Dreamer, The Dreamer"

And all of you say "I have a dream, The Dreamer"

And what did he dream? It stuck him right there

And little black boys and little white girls

Will one day hold hands together

Shit

Is that where it's at?

Is that where it's at now? (No)

Them little blacks hands are yours

You can't hold your black brothers' hands?

But you gon' go hold some crackers hands before you hold each other's hands?

You gon' walk with your enemy before you learn to walk with one another?

How sick can you be? (Enemy)

Where ya gonna go when the brothers want to bust a shot?

Where ya gonna run when I want to kill bloodclot?

Supercat said that them ghetto red-hot

Bust a Glock, bust a Glock, devils get shot

Nappy-headed, no-dreaded, look where ya headed

Buck the devil, buck the devil, look whom said it

Listen what I say after 1995, not one death will be alive

God will survive, him protect the civilized

Who really cares if the enemy lives or dies?

Not me, not me

Me never eat from the tree with the apple

I'd rather have a Snapple

Do you know where you're going to?

Do you know where you're runnin' from?

Scared of the sun, I live in the sun

You shrivel up like a raisin

And burn like the blunt that I'm blazin'

Ku Klux Klan scared of my nutty beats

'Cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets

Out number you, somethin' like 15 to three

See, don't love your enemy

Enemy

Enemy

Enemy

Enemy

Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya?

J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya

With the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire

Me not afraid, 'cause me know Elijah

Goin' to the East but straight from the Westside

Swing down sweet chariot and let me ride

Through the fire, through the fire that will please us

I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus

Devil, don't you know I'm a soldier?

In God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya

Like Folger's Crystals feds

I'ma pick your ass like Juan Valdez

You don't care if me die from the cracker

You don't care if me have a heart attacker

You don't care if me get carjacker

You don't care 'cause you're nothing but a cracker

Now it's Judgment Day, and Allah'll never play

"Freedom got a AK, " them Guerrilla say

Bobby Seale said, "Please make it rough, bro"

When God give the word, me herd like the buffalo

Through your neighborhood, watch me blast

Tribe of Shabazz, get in that ass

You shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me

Now you're just my enemy

Enemy

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Enemy

Enemy

Now I change my style up, my style up, bodies pile up

Just to trouble you, throwin' out the W

Sent me a subpoena

'Cause I kill more crackers than Bosnia, Herzegovina

Each and every day out a six-tre Chevrolet

With the heavy A to the motherfuckin' K

Now you treat me like a germ

'Cause you're scared of the (super sperm)

Please don't bust 'til you see, the whites of his eyes

The whites of his skin, the whites of his lies

Nappy head killer with the bone in his nose

You're scared, I'ma put this bone in your hoes

But I don't wanna, I've been to cona

From the cave bitch with the nasty persona

Hit me with the big black billy club

'Cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub

Three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub

And it's really scary, now they're in the military

Sodom and Gomorrah, read your Bible and your Torah, Holy Qur'an

Once again it's on, got the hollow point Teflon

And the brother Ron too X, so who's next? (Devil)

With Dub C, Brother D

Crazy Toons is a crazy coon, ready for the enemy

High off the Hennessey

Hundred ten degree, no, it's not Tennessee

West L.A., what the hell can I say?

Brothers wanna play, each and every day

Pass me the pill, a homie shoot the J

Rougher than the roughest rough little sucker

Had enough, other sucker

Handcuff this little sucker with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper

Grab his bitch, dump her, 'cause nobody want to hump her

They call me Thumper 'cause I thump 'til it hurt

Knock your (uh) in the dirt, puttin' in work

Master Farad Muhammad comin' like a comet

When they enemy see 'em, they all start to vomit

1995, Elijah is alive

Lewis Farrakhan, N-O-I

Bloods and Crips and little ol' me

And we all gettin' ready for the enemy (enemy)

Damn, so you still out here waitin', huh

Hmm-mm

So you don't mind if I go and take this watch and uh, the car keys

No, Jesus give me another one

A'ight then, cool