Enemy (feat. J.I.D)

[Intro] G  F#7

[Primera Parte]

   G
I wake up to the sounds

Of the silence that allows
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From my mind to run around

With my ear up to the ground
     G
I'm searching to behold

The stories that are told
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When my back is to the world

That was smiling when I turned

[Pre-Estribillo]

 G                    F#7
Tell you you're the greatest
    G                    F#7
But once you turn, they hate us

[Estribillo]

G
  Oh, the misery
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Everybody wants to be my enemy
G
  Spare the sympathy
F#7                          G  F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
       G  F#7
My enemy

But I'm ready

[Segunda Parte]

      G
Your words up on the wall

As you're praying for my fall
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And the laughter in thе halls

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And the names that I've been called
    G
I stack it in my mind

And I'm waiting for the time
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When I show you what it's like

To be words spit in a mic

[Pre-Estribillo]

 G                     F#7
Tell you you're the greatest
     G                     F#7
But once you turn, they hate us

[Estribillo]

G
  Oh, the misery
F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
G
  Spare the sympathy
F#7                          G  F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
       G  F#7
My enemy

[Puente]

Unh, look, okay
G
I'm hoping that somebody pray for me

I'm praying that somebody hope for 
me
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I'm staying where nobody 'posed to 
be

P-p-posted, being a wreck of 
emotions
G
  Ready to go whenever just let me 
know

The road is long so put the pedal 
into the floor
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The enemy's on my trail, my energy 
unavailable

I'ma tell 'em: Hasta luego
  G
They wanna plot on my trot to the 
top

I've been outta shape
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Tinking out the box I'm an astronaut

I blasted off the planet rock to 
cause catastrophe
                               G
And it matters more because I had it
 not

Had I thought about wreaking havoc 
on an opposition
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Kinda shockin' they wanted a static

With precision I'm automatic 
quaterback

I ain't talking sacking

Pack it, pack it up, I don't panic

Batter, batter up, who the baddest?

It don't matter 'cause we at ya 
throat

[Estribillo]

F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
G
  Spare the sympathy
F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
G
  Oh, the misery
F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy
G
  Spare the sympathy
F#7
Everybody wants to be my enemy

[Final]

  G
Pray it away, I swear
                 F#7
I'll never be a saint, no way

My enemy
  G
Pray it away, I swear
                 F#7
I'll never be a saint