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letra de enemies - dakoda craft

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verse 1:

been smokin’ all these, wannabe emcees,/

like i’m smoking weed,/

snoop d.o. double g, talk that sh-t to me, i may just watch you bleed,/

easy as 123, just like abc, what the f-ck you gon be,/

think you can hurt me, b-tch please, you better leave, i have all the keys to my inner city,/

hip hops what i breathe, so i ain’t gon’ leave,/

no i ain’t a g, i’ve been trained in boxing, self defense is what i plead,/
my own soldier, it ain’t discreet,/

imma bulldozer, you 6 feet deep,/

a toaster, i bring the heat,/

death warmed over, i think sleep, is for the weak,/

what happened to complexity, its the best of me,/

hook:

i am your enemy, you just don’t like me, better feel the same, when i make plenty cheese, i always bring the heat, bars they be concrete,/

making my haters bleed, anytime they listen to me, from my wordplay, i ain’t from the streets, just born and raised for the rap game,/

i ain’t gonna leave, hip hop makes me, don’t need no melody,/

this ain’t no f-cking dream,/

verse 2:

you hate dc, cause you don’t like whatchu see,/

a white guy from kentucky, thats set out to be, a really dope emcee,/
thats what i’m gonna be, built on complexity,/

i’m really silly silly, seriously w-lly nilly, dealt with self-pitty, not a hillbilly,/

raised in a itty bitty titty committee, ask for bars i’m spitting, in just a jiffy,/

my haters are itsy bitsy, they are unrisky,/

leave you really wispy, got me feeling tipsy,/

you never believed me, dakoda c would eventually, rise in the industry,/

like lil wayne, i got ice in my veins, but love in my eyes, hate in my heart, rhymes on my mind, i spit them all the time,/

you can’t stop the grind, so get outta my life, my lines sharp as a knife,/

hook:

i am your enemy, you just don’t like me, better feel the same, when i make plenty cheese, i always bring the heat, bars they be concrete,/

making my haters bleed, anytime they listen to me, from my wordplay, i ain’t from the streets, just born and raised for the rap game,/

i ain’t gonna leave, hip hop makes me, don’t need no melody,/

this ain’t no f-cking dream,/

- dakoda craft

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