[Intro:]

Every January 16th, it's "The Dreamer, The Dreamer."

And all of you say, "I have a dream; The Dreamer."
And what did he dream?It stuck him right there.
And little black boys, and little white girls

will one day hold hands together.
%#@!.
Is that where it's at?Is that where it's at now?

Them little blacks hands are yours.
You can't hold the black brothers' hands?
But you gonna grow old holdin' crackers' hands

before you hold each other's hands?
You gonna walk with your enemy
before you learn to walk with one another?

How sick can you be?
(Enemy)


[Verse One:]

Where you gonna go when the brothers wanna bust a shot

where you gonna go when I wanna kill bloodclot
Supercat said that the ghetto red hot
bust a gloc, bust a gloc, devils get shot

nappy-headed, no-dreded look where ya read it
buck the devil, buck the devil, look who said it
listen what I say after 1995 not one death will be alive

god will survive, him protect the civilized
who really cares if the enemy lives or dies?
not me, not me

me never eat from the tree with the apple
I'd rather have a Snapple
do you know where you're going to

do you know where you're runnin from
scared of the sun, I live in the sun
You shrivel up like a raisin

and burn like the blunt that I'm blazin
Ku Klux Klan scared of my nutty beats
cause them nutty beats equal bloody sheets

out number you somethin like 15 to 3
see, don't love your enemy


[Chorus]

Enemies, enemy runnin from the G

enemies, enemy, you're my enemy
enemies, enemy, when will I see?
enemies, enemy R.I.P.


[Verse Two:]


Where you gonna run when God wanna do ya?
J. Edgar Hoover, I wish I woulda knew ya
with the boom ping ping is the ring from the fire

me not afraid, cause me know Elijah
goin to the East but straight from the Westside
swing down sweet chariot nad let me ride

through the fire, through the fire that will please us
I know that Farrakhan is your baby Jesus
devil don't you know I'm a soldier?

in God's name and the baby claim I'm gonna hold ya
like Folger's Crystals feds
I'ma pick your $$# like Juan Valdez

you don't care if me die from the cracka
you don't care if me have a heart attacka
you don't care if me get car jacka

you don't care cause you're nothing but a cracka
now it's Judgement Day, and Allah'll never play
"freedom got an AK," them Guerilla say

Bobby Seale said, "please make it rough, bro"
when God give the word, me herd like the buffalo
through your neighborhood, watch me blast

tribe of Shabazz, get in that $$#
you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me
now you're just a enemy


[Chorus]

[Verse Three:]


Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies pile up
just to trouble you, throwin out the W
sent me a subpoena
cause I kill more crackas then Bosnia, Herze - govina
each and every day out a siz-tre Chevrolet

with the heavy A to the mutha$#&@in K
now you treat me like a germ
cause your scared of the su - per sperm
please don't bust til you see, the whites of his eyes
the whites of his skin, the whites of his lies

nappy head ^!$$% with the bone in his nose
ya scared I'ma put this bone in your hoes
but I don't wanna, I've been to cona
from the cave(*##$ with the nasty persona
hit me with the big black billy club

cause you white and your hoe than a silly nub
three men in the tub, rub-a-dub-dub
and it's really scary, now they're in the military
Sodom and Gomorrah, devil read your Torah,
Bible, Holy Qur'an
once again it's on, got the hollow point teflon

and the brother Ron [2X]
so who's next?
(devil)
with Dub C, Brother G
Crazy Toons is a crazy coon ready for the enemy
high off the Hennesy
hundred ten degree, no it's not Tennesee

West L.A., what the hell can I say?
^!$$%s wanna play, each and every day
pass me the pill, a ^!$$% shoot the J
rougher than the roughest rough mutha$#&@a, had enough mutha$#&@a?
handcuff this mutha$#&@a with the duct tape, tie it to the bumper
grab his (*##$, dump her, cause nobody wanna hump her
they call me Thumper cause I thump til it hurt

knock your dick in the dirt, puttin in work
Master Farad Muhammad comin like a comet
when they see em, they all start to vomit
1995, Elijah is alive
Lewis Farrakhan, NOI
Bloods and Crips and little ol me
and we all gettin ready for the enemy