Enemy Of The State lyrics

(Pay attention)
I mean (Time is money)
I got this sh*t (December 19th)
I ain't the hardest on the street for no reason (DJ Drama)
I mean a lot of n*ggas say they hard, I just don't believe them (Pay attention)
(Let's go poobs)

[Verse 1: Styles P]
I don't want attention, benz truck with the stocks on em
I don't wnana beef but if he riff let it pop on him
Dump him in the river with the cement blocks on him
Thought he knew the time I swear to God he had a watch on him
I guess that'll make him the dumbass
You can say he f*cked cause the gun gonna c*m fast
sh*t or it might be the hawk
But I'mma cut his lips off if I don't like when he talk
Whatever the Bentley cost I paid the price in the court
Yearly, life's a b*tch I still love her dearly
Let my gun talk these dumb n*ggas don't hear me
If it's on then the tech gon' rattle
No sleep more beef than the Texas cattle n*gga
But I don't need no branding iron
Hardest in the world and you can't deny him
If you try then the whole f*ckin' family dyin'
I'm a wolf so the motherf*ckin' lands be cryin'
What up n*gga can I howl at the moon
Get bricks in December, give em out to my members
And tell them motherf*ckers wild out til June
About to get the lamb drop style real soon
Nah, cause I'm a little low key
I knew I was a G when I was drinkin O.E
Wasn't shootin 5s was shootin 9s you n*ggas know me
If it's a harder motherf*cker I want you to show me
You don't like me, f*ck you, y'all n*ggas could blow me
I'm the hardest in the street, c*cksucker you owe me
Cause I really robbed n*ggas and I really sold Ds
[Verse 2: Bully]
I ain't Lil' Jon but I get crunked on a n*gga
Far from Kriss Kross but I will jump on a n*gga
You f*ckin with the right ones, somebody warn this n*gga
Your face on the white tee, whole hood mourning n*gga
It's bully b*tch still black glove hoodie man
Still give you nightmares, sorta like the boogieman
Holla at Perdue, a lot of your dudes just waitin
Flows been watered, nicknamed polar springs
n*ggas need work, sh*t, I can pull a couple strings
Still using small scales down to them triple beams
Problem with the kid, I'm jumping out the black Tahoe
Two black Chargers, a Range that follows
All vested up with them clips filled with hollows
Put that on my life that you won't see tomorrow
D-Block first family second platoon
I'm with the Fantastic Four so y'all n*ggas is doomed
Old western style n*gga, I roll with them goons
Me and SP can see yall n*ggas at high noon
I still see a lot of y'all runnin round actin off
Like I wouldn't tap your frame, cough and you're actin boss
I'll whoop you out like the Passion of Christ do
I been getting high fighters way before Ice Cube
In the Maserati, the color of light blue
I ain't Tina Turner but b*tch I'll Ike you
My n*gga Styles said f*ck a video, f*ck a single
Just gonna give yall n*ggas what yall been waitin on
I can respect that (The Affiliates n*gga)