Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On My Enemies, artist - C-Murder. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
On My Enemies |
| Put your guns up and show love |
| To one of the greatest niggas in the game |
| Tupac Shakur |
| This my one time tribute |
| You can tell by the hate in my eyes |
| That I’ma ride 'till the day that I die |
| (When we ride on my enemies) |
| I bet you motherfuckers die when we ride, on my enemies |
| Got some static with some niggas |
| On the other side of town |
| And my big brother Kev' |
| Yo, he’s a rider now |
| What they want from us motherfuckin’TRU niggas |
| Cause we cool niggas, now we do niggas |
| And move niggas |
| Am I wrong? |
| Fools makin’songs |
| Tryin’to sound like us Must we go on on that herone |
| In the south I trust |
| 'Till I’m out that bus |
| Then they die when the sun come |
| Tryin’to bite lightnin’of the sky |
| How many cry? |
| Heard the industry was tryin’to finish me Look bitch, I got your drink |
| It ain’t no motherfuckin’henisey |
| Then i wastched them playa haters die slow |
| Eliminate all you bitches on my motherfuckin’stage show |
| Glanced at my calacos |
| Time to exterminate my foes |
| I can’t stand you hoes |
| Remember this as a bitch slap |
| My lyrics runnin, all you cowards out of gangsta rap |
| When we ride on my enemies |
| You can tell by the hate in my eyes |
| That I’m a Soldier 'till the day that I die |
| (When we ride, when we ride on my enemies) |
| I bet you motherfuckers die when we ride on my enemies |
| Come take a journey to the Southside |
| You can play the game, don’t explain nigga time to die |
| Now say goodbye |
| Watch my eyes when I squeeze the trigger |
| So right before you die |
| You cry in front a bigger figure |
| Now dry your eyes |
| You was a gangsta when I couldn’t get ya But now I’m free |
| You got a hundred motherfuckers with ya (Hey) |
| Pay attension, all you carbon copies |
| You hella slopy |
| And you mad cause the world jock me Ya never knock me How you fake motherfuckers heat it Like you in Hell |
| Dumb niggas barely breathin’cause you see me livin’well |
| (Hell) |
| Now you don’t really wanna be involved |
| Cause when I bust |
| You better trust I’m killin’all of ya’ll |
| Then ball, and tell the witness |
| Keep they mouth closed |
| Fuck around and get splanked |
| By my motherfuckin’Tank Dogs |
| Before I go make sure everybody heard |
| Yo I meant every motherfuckin’word |
| When we ride on my enemies |
| (Overlapping chorus) |
| Rest in peace Tupac Shakur |
| One of the realest, most illest |
| Made motherfuckin’niggas in the game |
| Or the rap industry, nigga |
| Much love |
| Thank you for that gangsta ass music you gave us nigga |
| We gonna ride to that shit all the time |
| Cause, uh, wasn’t nobody really fuckin’with ya Cause they knew one thing |
| You was gonna ride on 'em |
| Ride on your motherfuckin’enemies |
| By any means necessary nigga |
| Ya heard me? |
| Retaliation is necessary |
| No Limit, for life |
| For the realest |
| Fuck the illest |
| Peace |