Da Enemy Lyrics by Big L

Da Enemy Lyrics

    [big l]
    I drive up and down harlem blocks, iced out watch
    Knots in my socks, cops think i'm selling rocks
    Pulling me over too see if i'm drunk
    But i'm sober they wouldn't fuck with me if i drove a nova
    Listen columbo you're mad because your money come slow
    And what you make in a year i make in one show
    Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
    Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
    You're just mad cause i'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat
    Talkin bout where the gun at, i been there and done that
    I'm through with that illegal life, i'm stayin legit
    I love to see cars come cruisin bye and playin my shit
    I walk around with six thou' without a pist-al, my whole click's wild
    I'm rich pal, no more sticks i'm makin hits now
    I drink cristal, i'm through breakin laws
    I don't sell coke anymore, i do tours
    So get that flashlight out of my face
    To bring me down them jakes'll do whatever it takes
    Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
    Praying that i fall for the mouse trap, i doubt that

    Chorus: big l

    Why do i end up in so much shit
    I done came way too far to be callin it quits
    Jake wanna lock me up even though i'm legit
    They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick

    [fat joe]
    Aiyyo enough's enough, federals try to set me up
    Put me in cuffs and crush what i lust into dust
    Plus, they want a nigga sewed, but they know
    Big joey crack ain't never rat a cat that he know
    Fo' sho', death before dishonor; i left the streets alone
    Since tone deceased it almost killed his mama
    So i'ma keep doin what i'm doin
    Pursuin my dream til there enough cream to start my own union
    And show these kids how legit it is
    Shit is real i used to steal but now i own several businesses
    So where's your witness that you claim to have, sayin that i'm takin half
    Extortin new york and not payin tax
    I'm layin back, playin the role, playin the low
    But it's the same ol joe so don't get k.o.d
    Hey yo i'm gonna fry for what i never did
    Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?

    Chorus 2x

    "what would you do..
    If the vicious enemy suddenly started comin at you..
    Armed to the teeth, and ready to kill you?"

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