If my enemies love their kids
only if my enemies love thier kids
If my enemies love their kids
If my enemies love their kids
only if my enemies love thier kids

Hey, why have drama [bad word]  your baby mama stay right around the corner
I could touch her if I [bad word] wanna
so why you want insist on this
i got your name at the top of [bad word] dead [bad word] list
meet Mr Machiavelli’s terror
back of the year, thug of the era
death row and Outlawz, nobody does this [bad word] better
my lyrics explode on contact
best prepare [bad word] aint no stopping so bomb back
it’s the last days, n-gga’s is dying for [bad word] Mac 11 is heavy, yeah I’m ready to pull quick
niggas aint ready for a brother thats living major
been waiting to a sick, [bad word] thats spittin’ razors,
when I cut em they cut, when I stick ‘em they stuck
and my ambitions to bust, cause I aint giving a [bad word] we tore the neighbourhood up, look at all the [bad word] that we did
murder’s a life long [bad word] if my enemies love they kids

You don’t wanna die
and I don’t wanna kill ya,
keep my name out ya mouth
‘fore a [bad word] have to drill ya
all my enemies buggin’ for all the [bad word] that they did
don’t make me murder you [bad word] if my enemy’s love their kids

Body’s is wrapped in plastic
look at this, it’s drastic
takes a [bad word] with the right automatic to cause static
like a mosberg jumpin, and [bad word] s be jumpin’
play the role of a [bad word] like Michael Jackson, wanna be startin’ some
holla at my crew and they perish you through the cherish
got the as in my sight
tonight I’m bussin’ off the terrace with multiple gun shots
niggas be droppin’ rapidly, bussin’ clip to cops
and [bad [bad word] after me tellin I’m high
when they ask why I’m trippin’ out
top of my drop, cause you know why, keep dippin’ on my block
they sell rocks on box with frail cops
and then we buss shots from glocks, [bad word] cops
my only fear of death, can you hear me, [bad word] back
had enough of this [bad word] World so none of that
I felt no remorse for all the [bad word] that we did
niggas die any summers  if my enemy’s love thier kids