Текст песни Enemies - Neil Antonio White

Calm and collective two different perspectives
Don't think you should check it just count ya blessings
Speaking on my name I don't recommend it
Ya family split up during ya little adolescence
While I was splitting wigs just like a Smith n Wesson
Spending racks on a chain I go and jack the necklace
Taking stabs at me but you ain't hit the flesh yet
True to self so you a bitch to the fucking death
I'm like a Plain Pat times a Dame Dash
Tryna obtain cash do you see where my brains at?
King of rap and that is just straight facts
Hate it when I say that so give me my dang dap
You still at it dropping them lame tracks
Straight wack where the fuck your flames at
I'm Illmatic you know I'm tighter than straight jackets
I'm great at it you lame rappers just stuck at tame average