作词 : Ben McKee

作曲 : Ben McKee

编曲 : Ben McKee

(Look out for yourself)

I wake up to the sounds

Of the silence that allows

For my mind to run around

With my ear up to the ground

I'm searching to behold

The stories that are told

When my back is to the world

That was smiling when I turned

Tell you you're the greatest

But once you turn they hate us

Oh the misery

Everybody wants to be my enemy

Spare the sympathy

Everybody wants to be

My enemy-y-y-y-y

(Look out for yourself)

My enemy(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y

(Look out for yourself)

But I'm ready

Your words up on the wall

As you're praying for my fall

And the laughter in the halls

And the names that I've been called

I stack it in my mind

And I'm waiting for the time

When I show you what it's like

To be words spit in a mic

Tell you you're the greatest

But once you turn they hate us

Oh the misery

Everybody wants to be my enemy

Spare the sympathy

Everybody wants to be

My enemy(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y

(Look out for yourself)

My enemy(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y(Look)-y

(Look out for yourself)

Uh, look, okay

I'm hoping that somebody pray for me

I'm praying that somebody hope for me

I'm staying where nobody 'posed to be

P-P-Posted

Being a wreck of emotions

Ready to go whenever, just let me know

The road is long, so put the pedal into the floor

The enemy's on my trail, my energy unavailable

I'ma tell 'em hasta luego

They wanna plot on my trot to the top

I've been outta shape

Thinkin' out the box

I'm an astronaut

I blasted off the planet rock

To cause catastrophe

And it matters more because I had it not

Had I thought about wreaking havoc on an opposition

Kinda shocking they wanted static

With precision, I'm automatic, quarterback, I ain't talkin' 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

Everybody wants to be my enemy

Spare the sympathy

Everybody wants to be

My enemy

Oh the misery

Everybody wants to be my enemy

Spare the sympathy

Everybody wants to be

My enemy

(Pray it away, I swear)

(I'll never be a saint, no way)

My enemy

(Pray it away, I swear)

(I'll never be a saint)

(Look out for yourself)