"Enemies In High Places" lyrics
Enemies in high places, friends in low
I got bitches that's high maintenance, but still they hoes
But they love me they love me love me love me love me to death
I ain't gotta tell you I'm in and all I tell you is fresh
Fresh to death up out the casket, walk with the dead
Body outlined in chalk from a hole in his head
Wanna kill me then come and kill me kill me kill me again
Everybody is promised death but the question is when
How I spit it for my mil ticket, I'm still wicket
You ain't see me, let's get richer, we'll kick it
All eyes on me, let's roll through the D with no police
I was down on my knees, prayed for Jesus but got the Beast
Black folks get no peace, I be clockin' Uzis, fuck a time piece
My rhymes be blowin' up your mind, I'm on a crime spree
I'm godly even though you know me as unholy
I been spittin' wicket shit since day one in my poetry
Flow with me, go with me, into the darkness glow with me
But just know ain't no ho in me, and I ain't the [?]
I'm killin' all these phonies, no I ain't cha homey
I be in the hood like bread and balogna
Cheese and macaroni, pay me if you owe me
Y'all gon' fuck around and turn me back into the old me
Studied me for years, my DNA they tried to clone me
Do my dirt by my lonely, that's what my mama told me
Wake up, get up, good morning, no morning
I bust slugs without no warnin'
12 gauge on stage when performin'
Enormous balls swingin', rappers they all clingin'
You pitch and they snitch and backup vocals they all singin'
The captain must go down with his ship, what is y'all thinkin'
You sit down to eat at the table, but what is you bringin'
Cheers, put your glass up, I stay masked up
I was gettin' money faster than your pastor
If you ever try to play me, then I blast ya
Had to put 'em in the casket, fuckin' bastard
Fuckin' bastard
Fuckin' bastard
I got bitches that's high maintenance, but still they hoes
But they love me they love me love me love me love me to death
I ain't gotta tell you I'm in and all I tell you is fresh
Fresh to death up out the casket, walk with the dead
Body outlined in chalk from a hole in his head
Wanna kill me then come and kill me kill me kill me again
Everybody is promised death but the question is when
How I spit it for my mil ticket, I'm still wicket
You ain't see me, let's get richer, we'll kick it
All eyes on me, let's roll through the D with no police
I was down on my knees, prayed for Jesus but got the Beast
Black folks get no peace, I be clockin' Uzis, fuck a time piece
My rhymes be blowin' up your mind, I'm on a crime spree
I'm godly even though you know me as unholy
I been spittin' wicket shit since day one in my poetry
Flow with me, go with me, into the darkness glow with me
But just know ain't no ho in me, and I ain't the [?]
I'm killin' all these phonies, no I ain't cha homey
I be in the hood like bread and balogna
Cheese and macaroni, pay me if you owe me
Y'all gon' fuck around and turn me back into the old me
Studied me for years, my DNA they tried to clone me
Do my dirt by my lonely, that's what my mama told me
Wake up, get up, good morning, no morning
I bust slugs without no warnin'
12 gauge on stage when performin'
Enormous balls swingin', rappers they all clingin'
You pitch and they snitch and backup vocals they all singin'
The captain must go down with his ship, what is y'all thinkin'
You sit down to eat at the table, but what is you bringin'
Cheers, put your glass up, I stay masked up
I was gettin' money faster than your pastor
If you ever try to play me, then I blast ya
Had to put 'em in the casket, fuckin' bastard
Fuckin' bastard
Fuckin' bastard
