Enemy (feat. Alexx Cloud & King Los)

Yuh yuh A-L-E double X you feel me Oh my gawd KZ, King Los what up though I think they forgot that I could spit bars bruh You feel me? They say you gotta die to be a legend huh I wanna be alive to be a legend huh And you aint gotta cry to gain some leverage huh So tell me why you lie just to level up See I was in the trenches wit that devil stuff Talkin to them ouija boards I get a rush Oh ya I heard about you, they say you hella suck So tell me whats a vaccum to a spec of dust There's only one of you, and like 10 of us Like what's death to the members of 27 club I treat my enemies like PPO policies so when they try to step to me I run em for they benefits whoa! Oh my God what the fuck it is Blind sex, you ain't know who you fuckin wit I cant beleive thatchu forgot that I could spit bars Wait a second motha fucka you could suck a dick I am diabolical Been hair like follicles And I don't see no competition I sees obstacles I get that pussy drippin like hot popsicles And blow a snot rocket on top of the block droppin those This is a jalapeno for white people jalapanos If you don't stop jockin I'm pop lockin and droppin hoes I'm James Harden wit the iso And I'ma leave you isolated kinda like the Island of Galapagos In my family tree I had to branch out, cuz I'm a bad apple These mad rappers huh? I think it's funny when they say they run the city Why? I'm the type to place anthrax inside of napkin and slip it inside they man sandles I man handle, bad rappers, I cant stand em Used to bring them all white xans thru huh Damn Daniel They cant handle, this shit on wax like a damn candle I got the strap so stand back it's in my damn flannel I am extraordinary My feelings and emotional baggage is like Mariah I got more to carry But it's okay I ain't a bitch, I am more than scary You the type to get caught then sing like 4 canaries I'm bitch slappin, zig zaggin avoid the fakes I used to make your bitch go down quick like unemployment rates Remix I'ma have to hit em with the remix I'ma have to hit em with the remix Whip it in the pot and get it back to make the product flip cuz niggas know I gotta spit the crack Remix I could zip the packs send it back send the track and number two to get the shit intact with a stack with a lac just relax, shit is that easy Remix I'ma have to hit em with the cement, 3s And I hit 3s like three zero nigga that's the Remix Now you in some deep shit And I'm Space Jammin on niggas I'ma beast bitch And I'm in the league with, elite defense And I'm in the sheets with, your girlfriend and I hit her with the Remix Hit her with the Remix I let her cum first like a prefix Get it? The letters come first in the prefix Man you motha fuckas need to study more I just went Kobe on a '68 Chevelle cuz that bitch yellow and purple on some 24's I could turn a dollar to a hundred more Where niggas want a war they don't want a war But we only here to give a nigga what he huntin for What he bluffin for? Since they let me in the game my only focus is to open up another door I'm runnin up the score I done made it out the hood, moved to LA and plus I put my mother on King If you thought this was over Hate to break it to you Eat you like bacon and eggs Patiently making my wave It's dangerous if I don't get paid I transform like night into day My senses are heightened and raised Relentless Don't get in my way A threat to the rest of my race Bet if they pressing on my buttons They get set in their place Eat em all for dinner like setting up plates I been the best in the Fe Now I'm the best in LA That means anywhere that I go I'm the best in the state Ooo I bet they mad after hearing that Put these rappers in their feelings Leave em feeling trapped I'm just spilling facts They say to put on for your city But my city never got my back I'm so ill like ahhggg Prolly throw up on the track Watch out if you in the front Really I'm about to yack Put the body in the trunk But no I don't need no gat With these bars I'm boutta bust See I'm aiming for your cap That's head like noggin I get ahead Music's what I'm lost in Your girl give me head Cause I do her often She call me boss Like she knew the office Tic tac toe See I just cross kids Don't take no losses She make me breakfast in bed I'll bring the sausage Alexx Cloud, King Los They bring the hotness I swear we the top pics Now we in they optics KZ Ha my bad I gotta little wild there at the end What up Los? What up Cloud?