411 Productions - Makin' Enemies lyrics

[Intro: K-Rino Hmm hmm, yeah yeah yeah Listen, might as well start off right [K-Rino] You've got plex for me, better address it directly Best believe, if not never will it affect me I possess every heavenly preliminary accessory Necessary to carry out my destiny Recipes for your d**h, I read With a decree accompanied by a press release Many of these freaks, women in pools Are weak feminine attributes used in schools To teach women as the orchestrators of the new genocidal a**imilate Temperate imminent k**in buildin coffins for citizens Generational remnants eliminated from mental remembrance Body excrement present under his Timberlands You pledge allegiance, to a Devil beasting Forever seek weak levels of peace, never eastin' Meanwhile, the people are deceivin' to believe in Every citizens part of the sake American dream When the fact of the matter is that they lack love For the people who this country was built on the backs of The brown and black blood, thats found in that mud Was inundating the hood prior to the crack flood Nobody willin' to listen that's why we still in the system Greedy imperial visions consistent buildin' up prisons "See that's a mistake man, don't you know Americas a great land Nobody offers you freedom like they can" "Wait man are we talkin' bout the same great man Who murdered the Indians made the Africans slaves and Persecuted the planet soon as he left the cave and Let his hate span, fool, get outta my face, man" Police academy puttin bullets in our anatomy Savage brutalities while they laughing, cashing their salary A different tragedy, Sunday through Saturday As fast as we rally another's happening scary pa**ive and maddening?? See but I gotta be who I gotta be Y'all asleep in an odyssey of hallucinogenic Christian theology Obviously concocted in privacy Cause a lot of these lying scholars be subscribing to rotten policies I'm not a doctor of meteorology nor do I try to be But I can see God dropping his weather constantly He been loading, fire and then slow Eventually ending his foes with a crescendo Got water coming down, how much higher can the rain get? Brace for the great earthquake that haven't came yet I drop fire till I make the preacher retire Your life is trifling and your priest is a liar Now the s**ers on the run, had to rush him with a gun Cause he caught him in the church house touching on his son You capping on tape, every song you happen to make That's a mistake, 88% of rappers are fake Weapon in fast for definite cash dressing in drag And you helping the sad moment by accepting this trash Weapon of discrepancy over the Confederate flag But whenever cops weapons blast you never get mad Y'all holding hands you don't want drama in the place Praying for the same man who shot ya mama in the face Can't relate with em or have the grace to debate with em Cause when truth hit em in the face they say it's racism They hate when you regulate and break in their fake system But they can't even get an education if they listen International kick doors, all of their sick wars But black history? "That's old, You should forget yours Quit looking at old gra** and put it in the past Meanwhile, here's a foot n***a put it in your a**" Remember the Holocaust, the Alamo Remember the main Pearl Harbor and every battle yo People done fought but our struggle never matters though It's sad to know, that the black average Joe would rather go with the status quo Unknowingly we been involved in saint synagogue In the dark, United States is a mental ward They come in and rob pretending they met a God Then they start selling resources, pillaging any part Of the planet and enemies are contested, arrested The media only gives domestic perspective Trust indeed raise up the corners and see But they the terrorists they accuse others to be From Hiroshima to Desert Storm to Black Wall Street And my balls are black that's why they blackball me