Pray For My Enemies

By R. City

On The American Dream

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[Verse 1: Uptown A.P]

Now I don’t give a fuck who I offend

No longer will I pretend like black music ain't ran by a bunch of old white men

So fuck Reagan, fuck Bush and fuck cops

Cause I love Jigga, love Big, love Pac

Riding around on my side of town with my windows down and my music up

Three black folks in my neighborhood and am the youngest one who don’t give a fuck

Still wearing my pants sagging even though they tell me to pull it up

Still repping the VI even though the game don’t wanna fuck wit us

Still fuck with big john

Benny that’s my nigga too

We love them niggas they love us back

Cause they know we gon spit the truth

When we up in the booth

Ever since a little youth

My father always told me son

Fuck with the man who fuck with you

So my island swag

Is why I brag

And my fucking dad

Is why we bad

See we started this island shit

You mean to tell me this the mother fucking thanks we get

(Bullet)


[Hook: Planet VI]

When I pray

To jah jah this is all I say

Give me the wisdom & strength

To defeat all my enemies

An when I call

Out to jah jah this is all I want

Give me the power in the war

To make all of my enemies fall


[Verse 2: Anything Ill]

Am a revolutionary rebel in the flesh

Coming up out of the ghetto. Yes

Fucking hot. Like my lady is the devil in the dress

But the lord is my sheppard

Yes sir

Nigga everything blessed

If you know you can’t take the pressure

Better get your ass another chef

BeCause am cooking crack music

Everybody in the hood riding around

Listening to it

We the new black panthers, fist in the air

Let them do it

Don’t get it fucked up them white boys

Love our music

Fuck the police no fellatio

But I blow them off

Middle finger all in they face

The type of nigga they throw in bars

Malcolm x reincarnated

Please don’t make me go off

Live life

My way

Break all rules

Follow no laws

Free at last

So I'mma die trying my nigga

Its all that I know. Yeah

They don’t like it when we encouraging freedom fighting

We might take over the whole entire world


[Hook]

When I pray

To jah jah this is all I say

Give me the wisdom & strength

To defeat all my enemies

An when I call

Out to jah jah this is all I want

Give me the power in the war

To make all of my enemies fall


[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]

Mana man walk in the street like

Fuck yall niggas on

Most of the mon I run with born and raised in the garason

Guns in the belt

But brains in ya head

Loving in the mom

And yelling at they bed

Niggas in the street that will do anything to eat

Except sell out they soul to touch they feet

Naa man wasn’t raised like that

I would rather be in the back poor as fuck

Then rich and fake in front of you

With niggas I bought like nigga wats sup

What it do wag wan ain't nothing am chillin

Took a minute for me to make that million

But am cool when am looking in the mirror though

Don’t let shit pass for the funny though

Tell jimmy iovine he kept my masters

But I kept my gun

Finger in the air busting shots all over everyone

You screaming thug life

Am screaming life of thugs

God over everything you practice that and money comes

Nowadays whatever is clever goes

Some of the best rappers you know was rocking celebrity

If that what it takes to be considered the best rapper out

Fuck rap life am with the six and we be singing out


[Hook]

When I pray

To jah jah this is all I say

Give me the wisdom & strength

To defeat all my enemies

An when I call

Out to jah jah this is all I want

Give me the power in the war

To make all of my enemies fall

When I pray

To jah jah this is all I say

Give me the wisdom & strength

To defeat all my enemies

An when I call

Out to jah jah this is all I want

Give me the power in the war

To make all of my enemies fall