Buc Fifty - Worst Enemy lyrics

"What's his name?" "I know I've seen that face somewhere before." "Who is this person?" "Notoriously known, one might say." "What's his name?" "What's the meaning of this?" "I suggest everyone keep quiet." "Everyone except this person." "Let's get on with this." [Verse One] Yo I'm about to catch wreck Sentimental a**, p**y a** n***a, you ain't a threat I see through your hard facade, it's a gay silhouette Oooh, you wanna k** moi? God bless I'ma put you to the test Step off I suggest It's like pissin' in the wind n***a, you're gonna get weeeet I'm a felon Ask Ellen ya damn degenerate/Degeneres Pay rent on my premises, I'm your whole hood's nemesis Plus I leave gun fights with no blemishes Turn your fruit loops from quick kicks to the poop shoot Trainin' new recruits, takin'...I don't know who, who's loot We gang bang, slang, blow out brains Spit a shot, pistol whippin' ya knot and your ears rang I'm swingin' on n***as like damn orangutans I do my thing servin' cane in the rain Hard Rock Cafe Open nights to day You gotta pay to play Cause I ain't givin' no crills away I was made, born and raised in the U.S.A Home of the slaves and The Braves and yeah, yeah, the A.K.'s You was high and fly once now crash and burn mayday [Hook] [x2] I am my worst enemy My mind, got ten personalities Inside my head tryin' to break free With nine doin' wrong and one godly [Verse Two] Kid, I'm a street sensei Chop off feet like Kunta Kinte f** what men say The game is elementary I k** with elegancy Too put it eloquently I'm your majesty and you are simply a casualty That I'm forced to deal with savagely With my bare hands I'm givin' n***as ghetto brain scans Lump your head up, like the damn Elephant Man Throwin' monkey wrenches inside your programs Swell you up like clams Hittin' Pedestrians is the way I get my Benjamans Cause we ain't sentiment This is a 100%, pure adrenaline Leave my victims tremblin' Traumatized like they've never been Twitchin' and shakin' Never come outside again And all your hoods resources and all your hoods men Couldn't put that n***a back together again [Hook] [x2] I am my worst enemy My mind, got ten personalities Inside my head tryin' to break free With nine doin' wrong and one godly [Verse Three] "Motherf**er what?!" These are fightin' words punk This town ain't big enough for the both of us You either have mad guts or you're stupid as f** Or your crew is Reebokin' you and got you Pumped But if you ask me personally, you slip too much See, we can see you, but you can't see us To stay up I sniff a bump then hit the blunt once Gettin' f**ed up, layin' low, watchin' you from the cut With a sick bunch of raw meat eaters that taste blood And we're all scavengers, ? savages Top Gun like Maverick on a quest for that lavishness [Hook] [x2] I am my worst enemy My mind, got ten personalities Inside my head tryin' to break free With nine doin' wrong and one godly