Genius - Feel Like An Enemy lyrics

[hell razah] Yeah, yeah yo I'm like a whirlwind spinnin wit words of wisdom In the ghetto only promised a hearse and system We complete like the solar system Play your space, i get hungry off of treble and ba** and beat breaks Everyday be a court date recorded on tape Hell raizah grab the mic and send your show to a wake Cut off a snakehead the same way i cut off dead weight We negotiate wit .38's in a ?nor? face Gza came wit the liquid swords k**in you all I'm the virus in the street that'll get in your paws See me jumpin outta four-doors wit my road dogs All you soldiers want wars when you don't know laws You be a rap fraud, knock you off the top of billboard Besides keyboards, only thing i love is the lord G-g maccabee, k-p-p rapidly Aiyyo prodical, n***as is charged wit blasphemy Chorus [hell razah] And all that hard rock sh** (charged wit blasphemy) And if you're feelin like an enemy (come after me) [k**ah priest] I heard the sweet words from sour tongues Vent poison in the ears of the ?grown-z's? dead head for years Shed a tear for the underwear under the stairs Left naked in the shame from hunger and fear Shots were fired in the darkest moments n***as missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days of atonement Sing a praise wit a peace pipe for n***as i zone wit Priest i blow bread amongst twelve thugs Drunk a cup of blood We trained the same time peter sprayed a slug We all trapped in this dream scared to wake up I seen a phantom whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture Streets are filled wit goons and bloody n***as I seen my friend fall, clutchin holdin his stomach Caught him off-guard, foldin his hundred It's like a life never ends, never know when it's comin [trigga] Vocal imbalance, a code of silence converses violent Live from medalion, ?nometry? dealin equality You could stop to see profiles of me Mic styles of me, lifestyles of me Parallel prophecy, three-sixty degree Complete the formation, salute the salvation A wu nation, do the knowledge no hatin No misbehavin, lyrical affiliation Artist in occupation together maintainin Brain stainin, metaphor mutilatin This generation, a misleading calculation No elevation, time wastin and live chasin [prodigal sun] A day and night crime scene, livin in the time machine Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen over some green Surrounded by crooks, a life wit jux and bloody heist It's a deadly price but the gun fiend for ice price In this hell puzzle filled wit b**hes, money and trouble Stitches, for dummy knuckles crummy f**in up the hustle It's a struggle, in jungle wit sin we fondle men Plus a prison, ain't no division and no religion And inner city chronicle, thugs get caught up astronomical Cash phenomenal, blast at your abdominal n***as is comical, f**in wit the abominal Son, i promise you, you won't live to see tomorrow Catch a slug in the back of your head at the apollo I'm a hard act to follow, rugged smith like rollo (let's mark that a** n***a) Chorus 3x