My Worst Enemy

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DJ Envy - Rap, In English

My Worst Enemy

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[Intro] Yea, uh, uh, real niggas, dawg, ya heard? Yea, journey to the life, just journey [Verse 1] I'm the nigga that ain't loud Throw cee-lo, never ace out Only move out wit' a particular crew, I hate crowds The observer; money and murder, the hood praise it I was raised in it, early age Was presented with the ultimatum Be a boss with a army, drop the Atari games Hard cocaine that had my neighborhood strung out Brains numb out, guns out I was smart, high hopes in my heart But dope cartels would emerge Bloody shirts on niggas while they hollerin' til their lungs don't work Figures I end up with a scarred memory of my youth With dudes in the drug loot, feelin' Henny "SHOOT" My nigga Will still here – man, I wish it was truth Buried in his favorite shit, FILA sneakers and FILA suit My eyes are the window of my soul My niggas let the Indo roll Thinkin' time flies, we gettin' old That's the words of my right hand man, my main dawg We been rollin' since day one, he down for the cause All he talk is extortion, kidnap shit, big gat shit I'm like, "Yo – think positive," but he act sick He only think about lettin' his MAC spit He like–fuck who he hit Me it bothers, 'cause he know I'm wit 'em regardless If he keep wildin' out, he's makin' both of us targets So I pull him, tell him on some deep shit, try to school 'em We already lost niggas by how we was movin' We still livin', but our lives need much improvin' I think I'm gonna lose 'em [Hook] I was blind in this world All I thought about was diamonds and pearls I had beef wit' a nigga, then I'm clappin' his girl Nappin' his kids, ransack and run through his rib Blow up his mom's crib, there's no way he could live It's gettin' clearer, starin' at the man in the mirror Like all this time, it's just a fragment of my mind Come to find out, shit wasn't what is made to be In reality, my worst enemy was me [Verse 2] Feelin' like I got the Don's clout Trigger 'pon cocked, Glocks spray up your mom's spot I ain't playin' wit you, war, fuck pistols Bring machines, icy bell buckles 10 guns, M-1'S with ice muzzles Life's a struggle, get your wifey touched too, everybody involved Homicide, doctors patchin' up your war scars Task Force chargin' at us, news flash: "Thug crews blast at officers," coroners pick you up from the grass Livin' fast 'til somebody tries meltin' my chest I'm high, losin' it, could of hit my own self with the TEC Refuse to quit, but I tried tellin' me to relax It's like I can't hear my words 'til I'm trapped to the max Even then, I blame everybody else except me, Pops left me I was just three, I cried for help, moms was busy That don't mean nigga's stupid But I got a habit wit'–makin' up excuses Was born ruthless – hated school, they ain't teach me I'm a bad seed, planted in this ghetto, where my niggas can't read Multiply, subtract; only knowin' how to count cracks and count stacks Now what y'all know about that? One side of me wanted out of this life Glue traps on the floor for the mice 'Til the nigga saw the light I wanted mone – when I got it, I would spend it I wanted jewels, but when I heard it – yo, I wouldn't listen All of the drama in my life I got my self into All the toxins my body took in, faded my mental I let these niggas' words get to me But I'm tired of my ice, tired of Bentley It's the end of the century I recognized the world is a beautiful place Niggas' opinions ruinin' my musical taste 'Cause everytime I caught a case, could of got me in jail If you wasn't scared of jail, you more likely to fail I thought the whole world was cursed, from the hand I was dealt And my worst enemy was my self Word to my self...word to my self...word to my self... [Hook] I was blind to the world All I thought about was diamonds and pearls I had beef wit' a nigga, then I'm clappin' his girl Nappin' his kids, ransack, run through his rib Blow up his mom's crib, there's no way he could live It's gettin' clearer, starin' at the man in the mirror 'Cause all this time, it was a fragment in my mind Come to find out, shit wasn't what it's made to be In reality, my worst enemy was me

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