Letras de Enemy

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

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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

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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