complete, commando The elite of the elite, commando He was a knight of the highest order Waging mayhem behind enemy borders Resistance to him was futile, he took enemies
's a sign of the times You're sharpening stones, walking on coals To improve your business acumen Sharpening stones, walking on coals To improve your business acumen Enemy sighted, enemy
manifestin' Craftin' barrier breakin' commercial defyin' Hip hop musical artforms Poetic Ammo be multiplyin' Chorus *C.LOCO* We've got the talent to produce and create Loyal
wife or with a nine milli? (wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy) Third Verse [SPM]: I got sacks for sale in the land of Hell, My enemies don't
manchuz] I've watched niggaz get shot rocked, they cold ass locked up In cells blocks, days of our lives, cheatin wives Takin half a nigga's pie, enemies
Leonardo Lion. King of Bongo Congo, the hero lion of iron. Where Leonardo travels, his subjects all go too. There's Odio Cologne who's loyal and true
burned me, I showed them love they showed me hate, they burned me, now I'm heartless, your pain don't concern me. [Verse 1:] I got so many enemies, so
getting shit from me I stacked a couple hundred fiends on these something That white keep coming, tell the boy to keep bumping Well watch these folks keeping enemies
I got bagged and jailed (Yeah, yeah) Out of sight, out of mind, niggaz locked feel me like braille (Feel me) While everybody was chillin' I was broke like a motherfucker, loyal
could them control M'Lauchlins fought like loyal souls Upon the Haughs of Cromdale M'Leans, M'Dougals and M'Neils So boldly as they took the field And made their enemies
strong, way too strong, way too strong... Verse 1: ('what?, what?' repreated in rhythm in background) Somebody hide my homeboy, and i'm prayin' those same old enemies
I said way 2 strong, I said way 2 strong Way 2 strong, way 2 strong, way 2 strong Somebody hide my homeboy And I'm prayin' those same old enemies try
Values are dead Truths the enemy, feeling's the enemy Innocence is the enemy Believers a fool, [incomprehensible] a fool Loyal's the fool Hope will
Boy ! rah gets busy, my shit be way slaver. Curder rapper ernest like the one slave labour. One first be like the bitch tap oil. Loyal to my niggas. enemies
grab they balls! I like to hear the tone of their voice when it's high pitch! It's the only way to seperate the mens from the bitch! The loyal from the
you should know there's something you should see look into my eyes be my enemy up from the cradle till they bury us we are very loyal loyal to
[Chorus] times like these its gettin hard to see hope you see your friends now and whose your enemie want to see the end i guess it all depends what you call an enemie