What time is it? Ain't no need to check the clock (Fuck it)

Cause time stopped (Fuck it) Game over (Game over)



[Esham]

When we gun this

You'll get punished

Detroit re-runs this

Don't get me confused with MC's still payin' dues

I'm a classic, let me spit my acid

Stay in an all glass kit

Until I burn up in my casket

My carnivores dramatic

I'm sick, sicker than sick

Bitch suck my dick

I still bust all slugs and thugs

And get to fuck you to with

Don't care, yo shit's spilt

Never admit

Cause killas don't talk about the murders they commit

Come again now!



[Chorus]

(Y'all fucked us again, now watcha gone do nigga?)

Just another motherfuckin enemy

Just another motherfuckin enemy

Just another motherfuckin enemy

Just another motherfuckin enemy



[Masta Mind]

Now before you get yo ass beat

Don't ask how I'm livin' or what my religion

Niggas want me to hand the mic to the participant down and give it

Roll me to the top from a site

But I'm a all night rider type

You better be ready for war in the worst way

When you decide to fight

You can't get paid on the streets

So hold on tight, until you heat

Lookin at me like you got somethin to say

Don't even try to speak

Its killa bee kill say please

Murder really ain't no sin to me

A million motherfuckers with me

Then I call it a million enemies

Come on!



[Chorus x2]



[Esham]

Run they mouth, from here to down south

Don't know what the fuck they talkin bout

We from Detroit got too much fuckin clouds

Stay off my route

I'm bout bout murder

No doubt

You gone clean the shower

But when you right I hail out out



[Masta Mind]

Kickin off that game

Call timeout

Young niggas gone find out

Who's supportin the braids

>From underground

And watch me climb out

I'm all about that wicket shit

I scream “Never die!”

The game is getting stormy now

Can you win the ride?

Come on!



[Chorus x2]