Nter - f** all my enemies lyrics

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Nter - f** all my enemies lyrics

I wake up, get cake up, I'm out here I'm grinding, you see me on my block don't test me I'm violent I started the rap way back in the trap lad, nter one I'm the king of this gutter rap, kind of the underground that's me bruzz trap runners and my team full of street c*nts, make way for the new sh** trap noise, pump crack in the street never had a choose In a hottie pull a chase though the back seat, got the shooty loaded up in the back seat Sydney City man I'm loved in the housos, I'm a real c*nt lad and the streets know, real gutter music God have mercy, on anyone who want to go against me, Sydney serchaz motherf**er from day one, f** fame game cause your all a bunch of fake c*nts, lying to the people you ain't living what you rap about, you ain't look around stay the f** out the underground Told me who's keeping it gutter, nter one mother f**er don't studded,the king of this b**h and I k** beats like no other, South Sydney motherf**er that's the sh** I rep, I sold ice in the trap by the housos step, make cash every day, was the only way round here get rolled for your j**leray ay, I say a prayer for my enemies, dont be silly try and testing me, razor blade with the recipe nter one a crazy mother f**er man can't you see, I say a prayer for my enemies, dont be silly try and testing me, razor blade with the recipe nter one a crazy mother f**er man can't you see [hook] Growing up man no one ever gave a f**, Aunty on d** she was always shooting up, so I mad a choice to f**ing get that money man and I'm going rob and steal any way I can, ram raid in a hottie you about that, jump the counter of the pub got to make cash add glue to the rap then you cut it back, real c*nts got to go and learn it in the trap lad, hurst vile is the city where you will find me trap runners be the crew and yeah there beside me, real talk man this sh** ain't that hot, about time there's a gutter c*nt on top, take it as it is man I'm coming for the top spot, we can go back to back and really get the beef got, real talk I'm the man out here,..... And I got to make it clearer, coppers only back cause they know I sold that, full body serch no way they got the blade lad, take me out the hood but not the hood out me ima chase my dreams and what's make believe,it's a jungle out here blood on the concert ima never sell out ima keep it street why? Cause I started this sh** I'm the voice for the kids who never had sh**, I'm the voice of the kids who pump this sh** motherf**er this is Sydney an I run this b**h, what, I k** a beat with the illness, gavy told me I'm the realist, so now ima k** this raised in the city that's full of drug dealers that can't taime the beast give me any motherf**er that I'm down to beef, God on my side no..... Man I k** them with this sh** let them rest in peace