Feel Like an Enemy

[Intro: Hell Razah] Yeah, yeah, yo [Verse 1: Hell Razah] I'm like a whirlwind spinnin' with words of wisdom In the ghetto only promised a hearse and system We complete like the solar system Play your space, I get hungry off of treble and bass and beat breaks Everyday be a court date recorded on tape Hell Razah grab the mic and turn your show to a wake Cut off a snake head the same way I cut off dead weight We negotiate with .38's in a North Face GZA came with the Liquid Swords killin you all I'm the virus in the street that'll get in your paws See me jumpin outta four-doors with my road dogs All you soldiers want wars when you don't know laws You be a rap fraud, knock you off the top of Billboard Besides keyboards, only thing I love is the Lord G-G, Maccabeez, K.P. be backin' me Ayo, Prodigal, niggas is charged with blasphemy [Chorus: GZA, (Hell Razah)] And all that hard rock shit (Charged with blasphemy) And if you're feeling like an enemy (Come after me) [Verse 2: Killah Priest] I heard the sweet words from sour tongues Vent poison in the ears of these groans and his dead head for years Shed a tear for the underwear under the stairs Left naked in the shame from hunger and fear Shots were fired in the darkest moments (What, what, what up?) Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days of atonement Sing a praise with a peace pipe for niggas I zone with Priest, I broke bread amongst twelve thugs, drunk a cup of blood We trained the same time Peter sprayed a slug We all trapped in this dream scared to wake up I seen a phantom whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture Streets are filled with goons and bloody niggas I seen my friend fall, clutching, holding his stomach Caught him off-guard, folding his hundred It's like a life never ends, never know when it's coming [Verse 3: Trigga] Vocal imbalance, a code of silence converses violent Live from medalion, nometry dealin' equality You could stop to see profiles of me Mic styles of me, lifestyles of me Parallel prophecy, three-sixty degree Complete the formation, salute the salvation A Wu nation, do the knowledge, no hating No misbehaving, lyrical affiliation Artists in occupation, together maintaining Brain staining, metaphor mutilating This generation, a misleading calculation No elevation, time wastin' (and lives taken) [Verse 4: Prodigal Sunn] A day and night crime scene, living in the time machine Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen over some green Surrounded by crooks, a life with jux and bloody heist It's a deadly price but the gun fiend for ice price In this hell puzzle filled with bitches, money and trouble Stitches, for dummy knuckles crummy fucking up the hustle It's a struggle, in jungle with sin we fondle men Plus a prison, ain't no division and no religion And inner city chronicle, thugs get caught up astronomical Stash phenomenal, blast at your abdominal Niggas is comical, fucking with the abominal Son, I promise you, you won't live to see tomorrow Catch a slug in the back of your head at the Apollo I'm a hard act to follow, rugged Smith like Rollo (Let's mark that ass, nigga) [Chorus: GZA, (Hell Razah)] And all that hard rock shit (Charged with blasphemy) And if you're feeling like an enemy (Come after me) And all that hard rock shit (Charged with blasphemy) And if you're feeling like an enemy (Come after me) And all that hard rock shit (Charged with blasphemy) And if you're feeling like an enemy (Come after me)