Album Cover Enemies (feat. Patoranking)

Enemies (feat. Patoranking)

M.I. Abaga

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You know, Jude

Hmm, oh my God

That guy is just something elseHe′s so jealous of his brother

He's so jealous

Like he′s envious

He's talking ill of them

He's not even happy for their success

He′s so jealous and so bitter

Obviously, because he hasn′t been getting shows

You know, he's jus there

It′s almost like he's fallen off the surface of the industry, you know

And he doesn′t hide it at all

You know Jude and I are very close

We're very very close

Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back

Yeah, na so the thing be

Oh, I don't know if I′ll make it back

Look straight into the eyes of the enemies

What ya say?

Yeah

Enemies, enemies

Everywhere I look, enemies

Watching me close like a journalist

These enemies

Oh Lord, have mercy mercy on me

Niggas are thirsty, thirsty, thirsty

Plotting to hurt me, hurt me, hurt me

Lord have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

(Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back)

Oh Lord, have mercy upon mally soul

Enemies around me wherever I go

(Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back)

Oh Lord, have mercy on my soul

Enemy wan take control, oh

Yeah, nah

Listen real close my brother, my brother

Be careful who you tell about your lover, your lover

Be careful who you carry to your mother, your brother

A lot of enemies they be hiding under cover

In every 12, there′s one Judas

For every Tupac, you got shooters

True that

For every Ceasar, there's one Brutus

Wherever food at, you got looters

Tell me who that?

′Cause they want your breakfast, they want your lunch

They want your pictures, they want to munch

If you speaking, check in their phone

They might be recording, my nigga bone

Yea men, I've seen it all

If Oluwa hadn't been involved

Yeah, a nigga would have never balled

Ah, ′cause people wanna see me fall

All these

Enemies, enemies

Everywhere I look, enemies

Watching me close like a journalist

These enemies

Oh Lord, have mercy mercy on me

Niggas are thirsty, thirsty, thirsty

Plotting to hurt me, hurt me, hurt me

Lord have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

(Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back)

Oh Lord, have mercy upon mally soul

Enemies around me wherever I go

(Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back)

Oh Lord, have mercy on my soul

Enemy wan take control o

Yo, a little advice to you my sister

I know you love and trust your mister

But your best friend is asking you to gist her

′Cause, she wants to know how he treats you

Is he sweet to you?

Does he cheat you?

You sef dey yarn how your deep shoes

When he comes to visit, she wear see through

When he wants to eat, she makes sweet soup

Mama see you

Still thinking that your girl got your back

Na so many girls, no dey fear, them relax

Until one day when your man come say to you

Make your girl come play on the bed and you react huh

Ah, kasala don burst

Now your man's gone to another one′s touch

'Cause your girls been jealous since you met him

Waiting just to get him

Mama tell me who you gon trust

Not these, these

Enemies, enemies

Everywhere I look, enemies

Watching me close like a journalist

These enemies

Oh Lord, have mercy mercy on me

Just let the fire burn haters, haters

Let the fire burn, huh-huh

Just let the fire burn haters

Let the fire burn ahn-ahn

(Oh, I don't know if I′ll make it back)

We know wan see them no more

Tell them we no wan see them no more

Oh, I don′t know if I'll make it back you (let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them)

(Let the fire burn them, let the fire burn them) oh, oh, oh

Enemies enough like sand and beach

And so we tell them say fire pon witch

Me no wan see them go ina me kitchen

When we are play, none of them a snitch ya

Them a fear ′cause

Me no wan see none of them haters

Them a fear 'cause

Tell em fit give you hundred acres

I will issue them a topic, dem a discuss

When we fresh, men dem wan dress pass

I carry their face like big blocks

Tell them they are covered by Jesus

Enemies keep running inna me premises

Them no care about nemesis

Them pon we skin like allergies

Them a look and fit strategy

Them a say this, them a say that

Them a hate this, and them a hate that

Yo!

Them a say this, them a say that

Them a hate this, and them a hate that

Enemies, make you pack and go

Enemies, we no wan to see you no more

Enemies, make you pack and go

Patoranking, chairman, me na say so