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Public Enemy

MPE

 

MPE

(album: Yo! Bum Rush The Show - 1987)


Public Enemy

I'm cold getting busy while I'm shaking you down
I'm on the air you're on the ground
Chuck D the enemy words you heed
Build for speed but what you need is
Funky fresh lyrics falling down on time
Your enemy popping it dropping dime
Coming out rocking a tomahawk jam
And still getting fly with the mike in my hand
I'm cold cooling out layin in the shade
Dealers buggin cause they're gonna get sprayed
Their intimidator your Scarface
What's going on (huh) what's taking place
I don't wear gold but I clock ducats
Cause I have the money overflowing out of buckets
You want crazy dollars I make people holler
You stick 'em up stupid and I'm snatching biters collars
Cause I'm

Public Enemy

I'll rebuild your mine to alleviate
Unnecessary pressures that can recreate
The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung
He bit the Public Enemy he nearly got hung
His brain was getting bigger than a pregnant toad
His heartbeat stopped cause of overload
See, I made the beat that broke his back
I cut his circulation made his world turn back
I find things out like E.S.P.
I've got Kreskin's brain velocity
Like Alexander Munday I'm in like Flint
Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint
I'm captain of the ships I make 'em walk the planks
Riding round the world hundred sixty million francs
Not like the kind that you put on the grill
Cause I only do it like that when I'm on a chill hill
I'm the

Public Enemy

I'm going for the money that man ever made
Getting thrills from orders that the suckers obeyed
It's getting late and I can't wait
To drive by the bus and rock my tape
My car is moving fast, like a train
Never skidding off the road, not even in the rain
I'm cold dodging tickets, rocking all the jams
Making biters step back and understand
I got to the beach, the ground was so sandy
Girls on my jock like ants on candy
Checking out the fellas with the girls on the side
Put ya boat in the water, let's take a ride
to the land of party people rocking shocking to the beat
Keep ya eyes on ya girl cause ya know I'm gonna cheat
I'm gonna max and relax and chill my will
Body rocking, brain shocking makes your heart stand still
Where's the

Public Enemy

done

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