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Know Your Enemy

Dead Prez

Turn off the Radio: The Mixtape, Vol. 1

2002

f.b.i., c.i.a., the real terrorists
know your enemy, know yourself
that's the politic
george bush is way worse than bin laden is
know your enemy, know

Bust a Nut

H-Town

In the Nude [Clean]

1993

straight up, I can't knock ya
After Big Poppa, f*** all of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
The whole clique, dick sucked, a** licked
Leave your number by the phone,

First I wanna take a moment 
To go thank all those who own it
My new tracks are styled like F-1
Twists and turns but I'm never done 
Keep it going

I don't know what this is, I don't know what this ain't
I don't know what's wrong, who's fault it is, or how it got this way
I don't know if what I

Yea
I'm only getting better my n****
I appreciate the patience and s***
Yea
I can't waste a word no more n***** know what the f*** I do
It's Charles

lane moving fast, woah
She just want to f*ck, I'm just steady trying to talk, woah
Cocaina all white it is looking like it is chalk
He got something

ina snubzi callm ima mo'mgbada chi drop owu aza kam sigi gbaputa
Most of my men just dey F 
I no call names buh fama dem selves
Echi mblow ozuwa my

way
Move along outta my sight cause I don't got the time for you fellas I'm tryna make pay
I'm on my acronym movement, especially this one I-D-G-A-F
I

about me 
You go pity the boy you go give tuale
Cuz Mo sise ni Samak Mo sise ni Classique (Mote)
Ah Mo Ranti iya ni moje ni F1 nigbati mogbe (Mogba)

days I don't feel like trying
But f that I gotta keep climbing
These days I feel like dying
These days I feel like crying
These days I feel like dying

ways
We in the field like its football gon run some plays
If you run on me then you ruin your day
Don't know who this b*tch is so stay out my way
I head

ways
We in the field like its football gon run some plays
If you run on me then you ruin your day
Don't know who this b*tch is so stay out my way
I head

night hustlin' for years dawg
Still dream chasing what the f*** I’ma fear for 
The way I kill these songs with my pain help my heal more 

Wake up gotta

standing still like trees
Come in the dark moving like thieves
Steal all the hate cause it's gotta leave
Reppin the truth
B-I-B-L-E
We gon be
F-I-R-E
That’s

is gon' pay though
After the cash he eat the pussy like a sausage roll
Your bad bitch is gone though
Got me headed to the Bando
F- that shit I don't

a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2nd

Might be doomed to repeat
A continuous stream of sewage cream
It ain't success taking F's I went left of mainstream
Found respite perusing black lessons

Man Above

Erick Sermon

Double or Nothing

1995

question my karma 

E Double mack supreme  um I got cha  I'm in my land crusier pumpin' Junior 

M.A.F.I.A. 

I'm freshly dipped and I'm ready for

the sun is shining and there's magic in the air

Cause we're young and free
Feel like we can live forever
One, two, three
We'll always be together
L.I.F

Yuh
Yah yah yah yah
Yuh hey look
Always keep it A
Plan B see that shit unmade
D E F's I never gave
Gg's thought you won the game
I said hi but I'm JK

Untitled Track

Dark Lotus

Tales From the Lotus Pod

2001

My skulls begins to crack
Could it be the infection in my head
Trying to get me back?
Cause the more I look at myself
The more, f*** I don't know

can't get enough 
Yeah 
Yeah
These hunnies see potential now they all want to cuff
Yeah I'm from a little city 
Where a few give a F
I've been hustling

Feelin' like a-feelin like a F-14
Top Gun
Feelin' like a F-14
Feelin' like a-feelin like a F-14
Prototype, 1 of 1

Im exclusive
Got me for the night, have

and out
04 wheezy f baby
I ain't gone lie
On my moms
I'm a mess
I ain't got a bulletproof on
But you can shoot in chest
Right now
Go ahead
Cant stop won't