Enemy of the State

Flash Yvette in the sket pimp
Jazz Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Ring, on my finger
Give you fuckers a fresh dent
Gloved up, you fucked up
Looking for fresh prints, p!
Prince popped in Purple Rain
I, got tons of songs embalmed in my own brain
Coming from a serious mind
Curious George, ape-like, taking your shine
Enemy of the state, remember P is the ape
Dismember a nonmember entering my estate
Bloody the guns, money
Crowd striker, now cypher studyin' 120
P's true and living i'm trying to add on but
The piece do division mono the big shit
85 your mind swine thinking 'bout rib tips
P!

I slide by spraying some big shit
I'm Ready to Die
Get a feeling I'm playing some BIG shit
And it's a wig shot whenever the cig hit
It sound good in them songs
But you never did shit
Eastside, May Block, you know where we from
When niggas got outta pocket my heat rung
We ain't squashing shit
We catch the body then the beef done
A rap nigga run his mouth
Then I'ma smack his teeth from 'em
I work hard, I'll snuff you, fuck 'em
I'm a hustler, soft raw fluffer
I take a R&B bitch, I raw dog fuck her
Sean Price and Demond Price
I'm P's long lost brother
That G work, I'mma put it in fast
But if I want a nigga spilt
I just put up the bag
Know what it mean when that jack
Boy pull up his mask
A hollow tip bullet'll blast
It's The Machine bitch

Homicide, Murder, 45 burner
I provide my service with the tide turners
Send 'em to the lord when the points score
Got his family at the morgue
With a ouija board a lot of rappers out CB4
So I hit 'em with the hammer
This verse could get me in the slammer
Gladiator something like the Spaniards
Do my work off camera
I talk damage, my words hurt
You petty hustlers serve dirt
Meanwhile, my people make it happen
Where the birds chirp
And bring it home like the 3rd verse
Snub, with the granulated gloves
And a ski mask
Snatch a clown out his E class
For thinking life is a Dreamcast
For you, it's life or death
Me, I'm working the speed bag

For every shell dropped
It's a nigga sitting in the cellblock
Or a nigga stiff up in
The mug from a headshot
I show these bitches what the business is
I ain't never hide from
Nobody besides Jehovah's Witnesses
I'm God's Child, yeah I'm on that shit
But I still walk through hell
Like I own that bitch
I had you staring down that barrel
Put the work in
'Cause when you entertain clowns
You become part of the circus
Fizzy unfuckwithable, untouched
Never needed a co-sign, nigga I'm enough
(Talk to 'em)
I ain't hearing you little rap fuckers
(Talk to 'em)
Fuck rap I bare slap fuckers (C'mon)
Beware rap fuckers I kamikaze the booth
(MO-P bang, bang) I shower posse the booth
From the essence of real niggas (Brownsville)
You're now in the presence of real niggas
Fuck with us!