Master P - Eyes On Your Enemies Lyrics
[mia x]And the lady america was finally slaughteredAnd divided into 3 quartersHer children who was fit fell, peaceBattlin, golden, platinumFriends of terror and endless bloodshedPity was not spared for no man, woman, child or rapperAnd believeFor his rap was felt by everyoneAnd this time when trust had no meaningFamily and friends who survived destroyed one anotherDecided to the worldLove, peace, and brotherhoodSoldiers, high ashes to survivalMaster pTo open up a path to realityFor some, judgement[master p]The devil took the straps off my nigga legsThe virgin mary came when my homie bleedToo many *****in thieves and enemiesThe vultures pecked the mouths for the green cheeseI watched his soul leave his clothes left him coldOn these streets, anything goesHe was on the roadIt took em ten to do him inThe killas fled, damn, but theyll be back againHe was polod down with the matchin socksI mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of cooked rocksThe reaper came and took himI saw the tears from my baby mamas eyes over look himAs I walk through the shadows of deathWhere no rapper or no man can spare no breathThe kingdom of freedom is all they saidWhy the shackle and chain?My homies life slaid>from the cradle to the grave every soldier shall rideBite the apple of eternity (ugggghh)Every mother will cry[chorus x2]Keep your eyes on your enemies, and watch your friendsPut your life in your own hands, or your life will end[silkk]Now whos to say if its the beginning or endingStart to finishLosin or winninIm trapped in a whole world of sinWhos to say your life is worth more than mineShould I give my heart to the president so he can live and I can die?Now my whole life I was scaredThe only judge is godBut why do I (we) live by these man made lawsTen commandments they say do not steal or killBut I lost to many niggas and some say they split my wig for mealHeaven, leadin up to the stepsEverything I do wrong in my days is leading to my deathAnd even though I never seeI believe theres a godBut I hate when your best friend turn to your enemyWhen times is hard[chorus x2][master p]As the sand slowly pouredI see flashes of lifeTime started ticking its the end of my lifeBlind fo his eyes when he look at godBehold no man or your life destroyedHe took many prophets and poured to the kingdomBig ones and small onesGood ones and mean onesAs the angel came the ghetto from hellSome words of the piece cuz they didnt know no betterSo they sold to the pitch-forks of the fireDo gs go to heaven or just young niggas retireCrosses burned cuz they souls was scarredHoping for second chance but aint noneCuz its yo final call[chorus till fade]
