my dead mind And turn back time Please prey on my wealth Keep some for yourself Cause the blame's all mine Enemy mind, (let me speak my) enemy mind Enemy mind
funk, funk flow, here we go Yeah, here we go, what? Funk, funk flow, funk, funk flow, here we go This one goes out to all those heads KnowhatI'msayin'? Bronx
Yeah, uh, dat gangsta shit! Shout to my homies out west hoo-bangers! Mack Deezy for Sheezy All my niggas in the Bronx Holdin' them corners down Ya heard
Dukes kept tight Promised that one day everything would be alright 14 years old, cutting mad classes Puffing on a bone, breaking car glasses Nothing but dreams of cream on my mind
Just a portion of prod' off the top for my Porsche and my yacht Somethin? for the cops to keep ?em blind, so we can crime With piece of mind, turn the
Christ could get it Fast life we live it, all my memories are vivid I remember only minutes That's how I mentally get rid of all the enemies The spirits
a bug 'cause I burn rich niggaz who will hide slugs It's the coke that got me caught, In this dead train of thought We stepped the coroner theft law from the bronx
to see hip-hop say its number one Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had came through The eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits We ain't pay minds
shine Dre said it's my turn, he call it game time 23" lexanis bitches call him the Bronx I'd give my own life if I could change God's mind Bring Baby
Yiddish on your wishlist My mind's the sickest, deknowledged devils on my shitlist [Necro] Necrodamus, hip-hop psychic, bring you the next shady election then infected your mind
[Flavor Flav] Yooooooooooooooooooooo! That's what I got everybody up in the Bronx sayin (Get the fuck outta here) Everybody up in the Bronx is sayin yooooooooooooooooooooo
the fuckin' top Party on, don't stop In the air, super hot Ya better beware What we believe is what we share To get rumblin' like the bronx Like the chinese
The Public Enemy, rapper at large Who's known throughout the industry for pullin' niggaz cards You know the situation, Zulu Nation Never forget the Bronx because the Bronx
Terrorist, the bastard swordsman Holocaust, yo, yo [p.r. terrorist] Rap diligently, return of the arm The star trilogy, scars and injuries inflicted on my enemies
me out, on the microphone I'm strong like Benzine, I kill a fiend Rhymes in my tank, brains pumpin gasoline out, I use Exxon And any rappers wack, my mind
feels good to see hip-hop sayin somethin Winters not the best time warm it up Kane had came through The eight ball jackets and Columbia Rain suits We ain't pay minds
Bronx Home of niggas that'll stomp you senseless Dont resent this, I'm knowin that you comprehend this Its the wild life, niggas done lost they mind
public enemy, rapper at large who's known throughout the industry for pullin niggaz cards You know the situation, Zulu Nation Never forget the Bronx because the Bronx
