Jean Dawson - Power Freaks

How many times do I have to say we're not enemies?
'Round and 'round and around we go 'til I
How many times do I have to say we're not enemies?
'Round and around and around we go 'til I

I know all the things that are bad for me
I don't really care what they say, ayy
I've been this way since seventeen
Eighteen, nineteen, 'til I'm in the grave
I know they don't want smoke with me
Play games, pussy-boy, can't hate
I'm not from here, I'm from the streets
Stay on the curb if you wait
Raised from the dirt, blood on the fur
Paid on the first, broke on the third, I'm really with it
Fist full of blood, face full of bruised cheeks full of chunks
Stomp a nigga shit all in the scrimmage
Never run from no one but the cops
'Til a nigga get popped, I won't stop, pay the big belly piggy
Sittin' on the corner of the block with a hoodie up
Broad day blast Zimmerman with a semi (brrt)

How you feel?
I can't

How many times do I have to say (we are) enemies?
'Round and around and around we go 'til I
I know all the things that are bad for me
I don't really care what they say, ayy
I know all the things that are bad for me
I don't really care what they say, ayy
I know all the things that are bad for me
I don't really care what they say, ayy
I know all the things that are bad for me
I don't really care what they say, ayy

Angels wings come out my back
Every time I leave outside my pad
They are watching me, I know they're there
Everybody knows I'm right here
Here, here, I'm right here
Here, here, I'm right here
You won't ever be alone
Yeah, I'm right here
Here, here, I'm right