The Enemy

D.I.T.C

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    [Big L]
    I drive up and down Harlem blocks
    Iced down medallions cops think I'm selling rocks
    Pulling me over too see if I'm drunk
    but I'm soberm they wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova
    Listen Columbo you're mad becouse 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 couse 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 the pistol
    My whole click's wild I'm rich Pah
    No more sticks I'm makin hits now
    I drink Cristal I'm through breaking laws
    I don't sell coke anymore I do tours
    So get that flashlight out of my face
    To bring me down Jake 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 don't came way too far to be calling it
    Jake wanna lock me up even though I'm legit
    They can't stand to see a young brotha pockets get thick

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    [Fat Joe]
    Hey yo enough is enough federals try to set me up
    Put me in cuffs and crush what I lost into dust
    Plus they want a nigga
    But they know Big Joey Crack ain't never rat a cat that he know
    I left the streets alone, and 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 use a steel but now I own several businesses
    So where is your witness that you claim to have sayin
    Extortin New York and not payin tax
    I lean back playin the role playin too low
    But it's the same ol Joe so don't get K.O.
    Hey yo I'm gonna fry for what I never did

    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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    Composición: Joe Cartagena, Moon Martin y L. Coleman

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