Clean-Enemy
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TXT Clean-Enemy 文本歌词
Clean - Enemy
I see I'm peeking out ready to rumble
So now I'm speaking out
Against those that flip the way the story goes
One never knows who be flippin' the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk 'em like I'm Chris Webber
So many phony smilin' faces, traces of slander
Got 'em comin' outta funny places
I had it an hear 'em
Talkin' 'loud behind my back
What was good for the hood
Is what they say is wack
I take the stabbin' grin when I'm hit
'Cause I know the suckas smile
When I leave 'em, what I'm comin' wit'
I can't complain about the money
Although the suckas in the back
They talkin' sh*t
And laughin' like it's somethin' funny
I aim to make changes and never change
Unless it's for the better
'Cause I always been a go better
Clean hustler, rhyme instead of muscle ya
Born when ya thinkin' I'm gone
The terror era is on
I stand accused to the crews
I paid my dues, I stand accused
I refuse to stand and lose
I stand accused to the news
I kick da blues, I stand accused
I refuse, I hear 'em talkin' and walkin'
Behind my back I'm attacked
F**k the knife in the back
'Cause it feels like they got an axe
Yeah, I can dig it wit' a shovel
I never dig dirt wit the Devil
Instead I'm on that other level
But I took time to reach down
To help the black and brown
I never stood around
I hear 'em talkin' behind my mind
In a ocean of sharks
And a back full a hackmarks
They say I'm fallin' off
Yeah, they better call it off
And get muscle
And find another hustle quick
Sick and tired of critics
But I can take a hit, I'm all man
Alley oopin' the vocal on jams
But they don't know it, they can blow it
And take a puff of dis joint
I see I'm kissin' it off the cuff
Behind the back
I'm pullin' axes and blades
Out the arms and the legs
Still my fellas get paid
The terror era is on
F**k a critic, f**k f**k a critic
All the f**kin' critics
Can get the did dit
All a f**kin' critic does is
Draw a f**kin' line
Cross a line and dis my rhyme
And then they a** is mine
If you find a critic dead
Remember what I said
Who killed a critic
Guess the crew did it
Say paybacks a crazy a** message
Sent to the writers who criticize
They're f**kin' wit' a freedom fighter
Who raises flags
And dragged the klan in bodybags
I hung 'em up in Mississippi and bum f**k
This is Chuck so what the hell
You think I did it for
To open doors from Carolina to Arkansas
And lemme let 'em, I met 'em
I told my boys forget 'em
And what they did got rid of me, negative
But 94 got stunts and blunts in da mix
I hear the crowd fallin' vic
To old ghetto tricks but if I wasn't your cousin
We'd leave 'em in the dozens
Of sellin' out and bellin' out
Half pint forty ounce
Announce to the rest
We had a fall out
I never took a drink
Never took a hit or bribe
Or got spread by what a silly
Rumor said
Never sang or gang banged
Sold out or rented hip hop
'Cause I know when to stop
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