Lyrics Eyes On Your Enemies (Remastered) - Master P
And
the
lady
America
was
finally
slaughtered
And
divided
into
3 quarters
Her
children
who
was
fit
fell,
peace
Battlin′,
golden',
platinum
Friends
of
terror
and
endless
bloodshed
Pity
was
not
spared
for
no
man,
woman,
child
or
rapper
And
believe
For
his
rap
was
felt
by
everyone
And
this
time
when
trust
had
no
meaning
Family
and
friends
who
survived
destroyed
one
another
Decided
to
the
world
Love,
peace,
and
brotherhood
Soldiers,
high
ashes
to
survival
Master
P
To
open
up
a
path
to
reality
For
some,
judgement
The
devil
took
the
straps
off
my
nigga
legs
The
Virgin
Mary
came
when
my
homie
bleed
Too
many
fuckin′
thieves
and
enemies
The
vultures
pecked
the
mouths
for
the
green
cheese
I
watched
his
soul
leave
his
clothes
left
him
cold
On
these
streets,
anything
goes
He
was
on
the
road
It
took
'em
ten
to
do
him
in
The
killas
fled,
damn,
but
they'll
be
back
again
He
was
Polo′d
down
with
the
matchin′
socks
I
mean
stuffed
like
a
turkey
with
a
half
a
key
of
cooked
rocks
The
reaper
came
and
took
him
I
saw
the
tears
from
my
baby
mama's
eyes
over
look
him
As
I
walk
through
the
shadow′s
of
death
Where
no
rapper
or
no
man
can
spare
no
breath
The
kingdom
of
freedom
is
all
they
said
Why
the
shackle
and
chain?
My
homie's
life
slaid
From
the
cradle
to
the
grave
every
soldier
shall
ride
Bite
the
apple
of
eternity
(uggggHH)
Every
mother
will
cry
Keep
your
eyes
on
your
enemies,
and
watch
your
friends
Put
your
life
in
your
own
hands,
or
your
life
will
end
Now
who′s
to
say
if
it's
the
beginning
or
ending
Start
to
finish
Losin′
or
winnin'
I'm
trapped
in
a
whole
world
of
sin
Who′s
to
say
your
life
is
worth
more
than
mine
Should
I
give
my
heart
to
the
President
so
he
can
live
and
I
can
die?
Now
my
whole
life
I
was
scared
The
only
judge
is
god
But
why
do
I
(we)
live
by
these
man
made
laws
Ten
commandments
they
say
do
not
steal
or
kill
But
I
lost
to
many
niggas
and
some
say
they
split
my
wig
for
meal
Heaven,
leadin′
up
to
the
steps
Everything
I
do
wrong
in
my
days
is
leading
to
my
death
And
even
though
I
never
see
I
believe
there's
a
god
But
I
hate
when
your
best
friend
turn
to
your
enemy
When
times
is
hard
As
the
sand
slowly
poured
I
see
flashes
of
life
Time
started
ticking
it′s
the
end
of
my
life
Blind
fo'
his
eyes
when
he
look
at
god
Behold
no
man
or
your
life
destroyed
He
took
many
prophets
and
poured
to
the
kingdom
Big
ones
and
small
ones
Good
ones
and
mean
ones
As
the
angel
came
the
ghetto
from
hell
Some
words
of
the
piece
cuz
they
didn′t
know
no
better
So
they
sold
to
the
pitch-forks
of
the
fire
Do
g's
go
to
heaven
or
just
young
niggas
retire
Crosses
burned
cuz
they
souls
was
scarred
Hoping
for
second
chance
but
ain′t
none
Cuz
it's
yo'
final
call
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2 Let's Get 'Em (Remastered)
3 I Miss My Homies
4 We Riders (Remastered)
5 Throw 'Em Up (Remastered)
6 Tryin 2 Do Something (Remastered)
7 Plan B (Remastered)
8 Weed & Money (Remastered)
9 Captain Kirk (Remastered)
10 Stop Hatin (Remastered)
11 Eyes On Your Enemies (Remastered)
12 Make 'Em Say Uhh (Edited)
13 Going Through Somethangs (Remastered)
14 Only Time Will Tell (Remastered)
15 After Dollars, No Cents (Remastered)
16 Gangstas Need Love (Remastered)
17 Pass Me Da Green (Remastered)
18 Come and Get Some (Remastered)
19 Burbons and Lacs (Remastered)
20 Weed & Hennesey (Edited)
21 Scream (Clean Version)
22 Playa 4 Life - Edited
23 Make 'Em Say Uhh
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