You can sense murder in the air when I blurt over a snare Get hurt over a stare that's my personal affair spare me all the nonsense consciously I've been dreamin of a contest between you and me toe to toe match your flow snatch your ho grab your dough pass the dro yeah let's go and I just thought you'd find it nice to know ENZ the hottest to pick up a microphone street lights make the scene find a dollar and a dream making all the girls scream cause i'm cut so clean fiends gather dreams shatter if you bring the sword know that i'ma bring the dagger eyes on your girl so you know I'm gonna have her make her disappear like abra kadabra bastard don't show your face if you don't know what's comin the snap of a finger gets your whole block runnin money in the back of my mind but my game's on point when I'm attackin the lines this is for the time that I spend in my bedroom starin at my phone know that I'll be gettin head soon once the chick leaves it's the homegrown now I'm in my own zone time to sit back and leave the headphones blown like a stone there ain't nothin that can penetrate it a state of mind that'll make my time venerated the pencil breaks I replace it time to face it if you say I'm out of place what's the basis? consider it a lesson when I'm wreckin the stages beantown's best gettin rep for the ages beantown's best check enzo's back for the plaques and the stacks hit me back if you're lackin the bags of the grass I got sacks I can pass if you ask how will the masses react to this class act taskin the masters of rap yeah the bastard is back put on blast for the tracks yo, but I don't lack skills I do work and stack bills yeah my rap's ill black wheels, grass deals arm around the honey with the black heels I'll be sure to let you know just how her ass feels Yo my words are to blame for the girls that I've slain You ain't heard of my name but I'm servin the flame I'm deserving of fame I'ma murder the game