Feel Like An Enemy lyrics

Artist  : Gza 
Song : Feel Like An Enemy



 Send "Feel Like An Enemy" Ringtone to your Cell 

 featuring  Hell Razah, Killah Priest, Prodigal
Sun, Trigga

[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
bass 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 killin 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, niggas is charged wit blasphemy

Chorus [Hell Razah]
AND ALL THAT HARD ROCK SH*T (charged wit
blasphemy)
AND IF YOU'RE FEELIN LIKE AN ENEMY (come after
me)

[Killah 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
Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when
the chrome spit
Sacreligious, days of atonement
Sing a praise wit a peace pipe for niggas 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 niggas
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 bit*hes, money and
trouble
Stitches, for dummy knuckles crummy f**kin 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
Niggas is comical, f**kin 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 as* nigga)

Chorus 3x