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12 Stones Enemy

So you think you know who I am You ain't seen nothin yet Back against the wall Your guard begins to fall But there's no sympathy Your the enemy Your my enemy

So you think you know who I am You ain't seen nothin yet Back against the wall Your guard begins to fall But there's no sympathy Your the enemy Your my enemy

are So you think you know who I am You ain't seen nothin yet Back against the wall Your guard begins to fall But there's no sympathy Your the enemy Your my enemy

know things aren't the way they use to be right now But they are going to get better someday And I know that... (Lil' Rob) Ever since I was about 12

openings To lead me closer to you My dear Brena (Feeling so) vulnerable But it's alright Opening to... heal... Opening to... heal... Heal.. Heal.. Heal... Heal me 12

signs of intelligent minds, but find the element / Which blinds what the hell I think. Now I'm thinking... / "What time is it?" I see the 12:00 blinking

for the cheapest price I'm rolling with Satan, not Jesus Christ Enemies I got several done Big L straight from hell, the motherfucking Devil's Son "When I was 12

Red Aston Martin Vanquish V12 sick Red cranberry juice in my vodka [Chorus] Game so violent, give me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and

to my faith The things I have to suffer bring tears to my eyes Holding on to my faith Satan is busy stirring up wrath Gathering stones to block my path My enemies