Enemy Lyrics - Hunting My Dress - Jesca Hoop

Intro: 

Every January 16th it's "The Dreamer The Dreamer." 

And all of you say "I have a dream; The Dreamer." 

And what did he dream? It stuck him right there. 

And little black boys and little white girls 

will one day hold hands together. 

Shit. 

Is that where it's at? Is that where it's at now? 

Them little blacks hands are yours. 

You can't hold the black brothers' hands? 

But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands 

before you hold each other's hands? 

You gonna walk with your enemy 

before you learn to walk with one another? 

How sick can you be? 

(Enemy) 

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Verse One: 

Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot 

where you gonna go when I wanna kill bloodclot 

Supercat said that the ghetto red hot 

bust a gloc, bust a gloc, devils get shot 

nappy-headed, no-dreded look where ya read it 

buck the devil, buck the devil, look who said it 

listen what I say after 1995 not one death will be alive 

god will survive, him protect the civilized 

who really cares if the enemy lives or dies? 

not me, not me 

me never eat from the tree with the apple 

I'd rather have a Snapple 

do you know where you're going to 

do you know where you're runnin from 

scared of the sun, I live in the sun 

You shrivel up like a raisin 

and burn like the blunt that I'm blazin 

Ku Klux Klan scared of my nutty beats 

cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets 

out number you somethin like 15 to 3 

see, don't love your enemy 

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Chorus 

Enemies, enemy runnin from the G 

enemies, enemy, you're my enemy 

enemies, enemy, when will I see? 

enemies, enemy R.I.P. 

Verse Two: 

Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya? 

J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya 

with the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire 

me not afraid, cause me know Elijah 

goin to the East but straight from the Westside 

swing down sweet chariot nad let me ride 

through the fire, through the fire that will please us 

I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus 

devil don't you know I'm a soldier? 

in God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya 

like Folger's Crystals feds 

I'ma pick your ass like Juan Valdez 

you don't care if me die from the cracka 

you don't care if me have a heart attacka 

you don't care if me get car jacka 

you don't care cause you're nothing but a cracka 

now it's Judgement Day, and Allah'll never play 

"freedom got an AK," them Guerilla say 

Bobby Seale said, "please make it rough, bro" 

when God give the word, me herd like the buffalo 

through your neighborhood, watch me blast 

tribe of Shabazz, get in that ass 

you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me 

now you're just a enemy 

Chorus 

Verse Three: 

Now I change my style up, my style up, bodies pile up 

just to trouble you, throwin out the W 

sent me a subpoena 

cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herze - govina 

each and every day out a siz-tre Chevrolet 

with the heavy A to the muthafuckin K 

now you treat me like a germ 

cause your scared of the su - per sperm 

please don't bust til you see, the whites of his eyes 

the whites of his skin, the whites of his lies 

nappy head nigga with the bone in his nose 

ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes 

but I don't wanna, I've been to cona 

from the cavebitch with the nasty persona 

hit me with the big black billy club 

cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub 

three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub 

and it's really scary, now they're in the military 

Sodom and Gomorrah, devil read your Torah, 

Bible, Holy Qur'an 

once again it's on, got the hollow point teflon 

and the brother Ron 2X, so who's next? 

(devil) 

with Dub C, Brother G 

Crazy Toons is a crazy coon ready for the enemy 

high off the Hennesy 

hundred ten degree, no it's not Tennesee 

West L.A., what the hell can I say? 

niggas wanna play, each and every day 

pass me the pill, a nigga shoot the J 

rougher than the roughest rough muthafucka, had enough muthafucka? 

handcuff this muthafucka with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper 

grab his bitch, dump her, cause nobody wanna hump her 

they call me Thumper cause I thump til it hurt 

knock your dick in the dirt, puttin in work 

Master Farad Muhammad comin like a comet 

when they see em, they all start to vomit 

1995, Elijah is alive 

Lewis Farrakhan, NOI 

Bloods and Crips and little ol me 

and we all gettin ready for the enemy