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letra de n.m.e. (no more enemies) - henry taylor

intro

so it’s me me me as my vocals warm up
as i breath deep, anxiety enormous
coming at speed, no time to even warn us
my knees are weak, i collapse on the floor cause
you live by the sword you die by the sword
you live by your word you die by some more
if you play the game you’ve got to live with the score
it’s taking it its toll, so i’m giving it my all
verse 1

i’m here to start
protest and pick it apart
no rest after dark
perplexed my words are art
_ it’s frightening
my mind unwinds as i’m writing them
fighting that voice that i have within
content the content is not completely containing him

_ expressing myself
putting feelings in context _ it helps
with the text, i indulge and delve
into the state of my mental health
making the the best of the cards i’m dealt
spending all my time and some of my wealth
feelings pour to fill up the well
keeping it stored, sustaining myself

_ releasing the pressure, whenever i’m stressing
causing a reaction that’s effervescent
won’t blow my top
spill rage so hot
so it ends up spraying in the wrong direction
my way to stay sane
figure out the point from pain
pull the needle out and drop it again
on a record, then watch it play

show progression _ from an adolescent
flow from my head onto the paper
some of what i’m saying maybe a bit outrageous
only seeing red whenever i’m painting

_cause the anger ways me down
like my arms from round to round
keep them up, go pound for pound
use it all for strength to knock them out

from the head and onto the canvas
with blood sweat and tears i’ve become and artist
but like i said this is just the start cause
the pen my sword and mine is the sharpest
so i’ll spit until my voice is ho-rs- and becomes the harshest

_ive changed, to maim
with flame, as i exclaim
aiming to gain the acclaim
but i ain’t claiming the fame
maybe blame is on my name
(though) then either way
thats what making me, me
so it would be shame
verse 2

if i ever got famous
-cause could i withstand the haters
i’d gain from all my statements
accusations that are baseless
_ testing, i would i ace it
the hand i’m dealt is changing
the plate thats placed i’ve tasted
not one to ever chase it

taking shots i turn to liquor
with my finger on the trigger
-barrel under my chin and
if pulled it would you figure

that it turned me suicidal
this world ive seen an eyeful
its all about survival
the feelings that are primal
i wear them on my sleeve
like a tattoo which is tribal
not so i could get worshiped
like statue of an idol

so i hope that fame, stays away
even though i know it hurts to make
art that no one appreciates
but i deal with that pain day to day

plus i’ll never be famous mc
the choice isn’t mine its plain to see
spit a rhyme one time and then maybe
accidentally, gain popularity
now let my keep my honesty
i would like to make money
an audience who appreciate me
and listen to me intently

_ sure, i have that ambition
a case of be careful with your wishing
i’m happy executing my vision
yea this is my life, thats just the way i’m living
don’t want to end up in the position
i end up visiting the mortician

_ yea i’m growing
use music for evolving
unloading my soul with
so the hole inside is closing
my heart i’m pouring
this passion for exploring
so i wake up in the morning
looking to create something

verse 3

so if i’ve got a computer
off an on like a consumer
reinvent like a rebooter
do what i want to, for my future

just spraying on this microphone
but i don’t want to sit at home
need to work so i’m not alone
it’s all i love, that i know

so when the money’s gone
i just make these song
when the day seems long
letting out what is wrong
so i can carry on
untill i’m dead and gone
keep the wheels turning enough
so this ride it carries on

even when i get the money
to stop working for someone
contribute to something
more than just becoming
a business i am running
but that day is coming
when i’m nearing the summit
yea i’m the one who’s gunning
old money, new money
i guess that i want it
just to show everyone i’ve got something

within me too succeed
need funds to follow my dreams
everything provided for me
i feel the need achieve

take that hate and use it to for making
fight against the constant fakeness
the people who are so blatant
cause i’m losing my patience

use that, to attack
plot it out like a map
gain the sk!lls to adapt
to the climate we are at
take it all to give it back
family first, let it flow like a tap

then give what ive got
to the people who have none
a saint i am not
cause that day is yet to come

but i know i’ve got it inside of me
to try and build a better society

verse 4

like i try not to be s-xist
but i’ve got women on my check list
never met i woman i wanted to have s-x with
unprotected

spent most my life
no love just strife
but why should i
have it on my mind
that i need to go find a wife
so if there’s a girl i like

why can’t i be fine
being mates, and tow the line
even if i don’t s-xualise
that still a form of objectifying

when im lonely in the evening
i need some s-xual healing
i’m still a s-xual being
i can’t just deny those feelings

so i turn turn to p-rnography
but misogyny’s satisfying my s-xuality
thats no good for anybody, especially me

though i think that i’m addicted
i just can’t seem to quit it
got females mates
but even they
cross my mind as i could be with

though i know what love is
thankfully ive experienced it
but the high you get from it
is nothing compared to the pit
from regret over what you did
when you’ve gone and ruined it
or she doesn’t want to commit
just because you wouldn’t submit

thats why i decide
to try live my life right
keep conscious my minds eye
and never objectify
sometime i still cross the line
so for that i apologise
but if i stay right
love might be easy to find
i’m nowhere near my prime
my future seems bright
so maybe sometime
one night the stars may align

like i align my mind
_got on top of my mental health
i been through pain
_and with all that pain i dealt

verse 5

it tried to turn me into a villain
_ play the games with the snakes
so i spit at them with venom
my tongue is sharp like my t–th
_fangs i sink in them
i k!ll them
but then the tables turn
and they claim to be the victim

claim its not their fault
causing chaos because they want
everyone _ has_ issues, and some people just don’t

know how to deal
with the pain, so cannot heal
or have a healthy way to express how they feel

when you’ve caused the pain
you can’t just claim
you’ve got a mental illness
because we’re all the same

for what i’m saying you may hate me
but recently i’ve been debating
to watch what i’ve been saying
but everything is contemplated

the one thing i have is my honesty
i know i’m more honest than everybody
and not just when the mics on me
and i’m spitting fire till its 3rd degree

so i use my rage, to fill up page
and after day and days im left in daze
and amazed at the way i found the way
to say, what may lay inside of me

so claim that i’m faking
say it ain’t that amazing
basically trading staments
so if you brating with hatred
just know that i’ll take it

and this game i’m gonna take it

and take 6 mins, to take it in
its ludicrous that im doing this
persuiting it with a crucifix
even though i don’t believe in him
to exercise the demons that i have within
otherwise one day i may cave in
the plight of the nightly
enticed into writing
to cope with the feelings inside me

verse 6

from the pressure of society
my propriety of who i’m supposed to be
socially gain notoriety
from mistakes made when sobriety
is lost, so my anxiety
of never being known for what i achieve
just from lies spread wide form behind the scenes
from people who don’t really care about me
my history i share openly
so no need to listen to his story
the jokes and rumours used to demean
true i use humour in the same degree
but i never _ try to be mean
though they drag me to the deep
i know maybe i think to deep
but there’s got to be some truth it seems

words are the weapons in my armoury
so ill use them in there entirety
torture you mentally
till you need to be studied in psychiatry
in defence i use comedy
friendly and accommodating
until i turn up at you accommodation
to take my shot, i rarely waste them

so suddenly, pushing luck
summing up, adding up
taking some, all for fun
then it’s gone

_ take it away, as it takes to much
takes one take to take enough
just one line to take a punch
take all of mine, and tie them up
put them in my pocket, so when push comes to shove
when ever i drop it, i can pick it back up

bring it back to fame
im scared of stains on my name
from all of my mistake
trying to be more awake
but if its to late
i’ll hold a candle to that flame
yes i’m so vain
weights on me like a freight train

i’ve said things i regret
what if i give up and regress
ignorance, as some lessons hadn’t been learned yet
what if some words come back
and my life become a mess
especially with these words
which i’ve been so obsessed

verse 7

i’ve been so consumed by
consumers who are users
now what you got me doing
abusing other humans
-going through them like protrusions
if slewing what im spewing
_now my new ones nuanced
cause confusion, as i prove i

made it innovative in a minute to initiate intimidation
demonstrating demon slaying
separating all the hatred
from the hater’s hating
not wrecking my reputation
just for retaliation

it’s embedded in my head
when my pen is filled with lead
it’s like a body dropping dead
from all the shots they sent
never getting the respect
unless i’m turn up dead
maybe soon from all the stress
as i’m doing this to death

though it is clear to see
that any enemy
have already been defeat
but there was still one after me
his negativity
would drag me further to the deep
once i realised he was weak
i put him permanently to sleep

verse 8

because before me he was nothing

and i made him into something

-everything i have i worked for
yet he demands some more
when if it wasn’t for me
he would be laying dead on the floor

tired of disrespect, of his dishonour
he was about to k!ll himself and i went and stopped ya
yea you tried to k!ll me too
we were both down at the bottom

but i picked us both up
and i’ll carry us both up to the top

a battle for the ages, a battle i needed
so i can achieve anything i believe in
i was sick to death like i was bulimic
so sent back everything in my remit

_but if i end up in that state
-these words i say, don’t throw away
listen to _ know the way
to pick myself back up and get out that place

that why i spit with intensity
and always keep my integrity
put it out to everybody
hopefully help anyone listening

the intent with this
_isn’t obsolescenceness
so even when i am just remnants
in the memory of descendants
these frequency’s will resonate

thats all that really matters
when the worlds in tatters
we don’t care about the actors
celebrities or rappers
just the energy received, from people all around us
use positivity to spur me onto action

i spent to many hours, being scared about the rapture
_ an existential crisis, is a waste of your matter
because if that ever happens, we can worry about it after
live inside the moment that will keep you from disaster

spread love to the people around you
sometime i know its hard but you can do
some things just to hurt, that’s too true
turn the other cheek and let go of what you’ve been through
don’t let define you
shine your light at a bright hue
feeling l-st and love isn’t weak cause that inside you
use feelings to guide you
but don’t let the control you
use them to create the art, showing your soul too
go out and live life but remember to stay mindful

outro
the demons inside of me
have finally been defeat
now who will i be
when i’ve no more enemies
and when they rise again
forget a sword ill use my pen

so cut throat when i see red
my greatest enemy is dead

- henry taylor

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