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Public Enemy - A Letter To The Ny Post - lyrics

Drayton - gary g-wiz - robertz
Yo gee
Come and get your new york post
New york post right here
Come on yall
Get the bost stubost stubost
Coasta coasta new york post
Yo new york post dont brag or boast
Dissin flavor when hes butter that you put on your toast
Put my address in the paper cause I smacked that girl
Shes the mother of my kids that I took around the world
Disagreements having scuffles when you share upon
You shouldnt try to drain subjects in a duck pond
If youre gonna tell a story about peoples worries
Watch what you tell em cause they dont bring you glory
It only brings agony, ask james cagney
He beat up on a guy when he found he was a fagney
Cagney is a favorite he is my boy
He dont jive around hes a real mccoy
Chuck d yeah, you tellin flav we got to let em know
Heres a letter to the new york post
The worst piece of paper on the east coast
Matter of fact the whole states forty cents
In new york city fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
Americas oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor flav is the one that makes the post money
Writers making violence in headlines funny
Tryin to undress my past until its *****
Post got flavor from sellin no records
Europe asia to the street of new york
Flavor flav known for his finesse talk
Do it to ya for the post to employ me
New york post cant destroy me
Rapper of public enemy, rapstar beats lover
With the headline of a *****ed up cover
Out the pot took plate new york post
Get your story straight mother*****er
It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
Heres a letter to the new york post
Aint worth the paper its printed on
Founded in 1801 by alexander hamilton
That is 190 years continuous of *****ed up news
Yo one can play the game, two can play the game
Yo flav read on cant forget you either jet
Flavor flav is your best jet yet
My own people own the most business
Write on faith of valuesness
Should have checked with me before you wrote it
Got it from another source and quote it
Put it out like the new year bull drop
In every beauty parlor and barber shop
Flavor flav world renown
Cant keep a man like flavor down
Yo jet be a good host
Dont print bull like the new york post
Augh, looks like somebody slipped up here
Anyway heres a letter to the new york post
Black newspaper and magazines are supposed to get the real deal from the source yall
Sorry, jet you took the info straight out of the post
Burned us just like toast
When it comes to getting you facts straight about p.e.
Get your shit correct

Public Enemy - ...Everything - lyrics

I GOT NO FANCY CAR
NEVER WAS NO SUPERSTAR
I GOT NO GRAMMY TROPHY
GOT NO PROBLEM IF YOU APPROACH ME
NEVER HAD NO ROLLING STONE COVER
NEVER HAD NO TOP 10 HITS BROTHER
GOT NO TV SHOW
GOT NO MAYBACH BENZ OR ROLLS
GOT NO MOVIE ROLES
GOT NO PLATINUM OR GOLD
I GOT NO DIAMOND RINGS
WATCHES AND ALL THEM THINGS
GOT NO WAITING PLANE
WHAT I MEAN IS
I GOT NO PRIVATE JETS
BUT I ALSO GOT NO REGRETS
GOT NO SWAG
BUT GOT NO LOVE
FOR SOMETHING I AINT NEVER HAD
(second verse)
GOT NO MANSIONS
RESTAURANTS
I GOT NO YACHT
BUT I GOT NO CHOICE
BUT TO SHOW
WHAT SOME OF US FORGOT'''
NEVER WAS HOT
NEVER WAS POP
BUT I NEVER EVER STOPPIN
THAT REAL HIP HOP
GOT NO MILLION FOLLOWER FRIENDS
ON TWITTER
ON AND FACEBOOK
LOOK MY FRIENDS
GOT NO THING FOR VIDEO GAMES
GOT NO SHAME
SAYIN I AINT NEVER PLAYIN

Public Enemy - 2 ( resPEct) - lyrics

DAVE CUT THE RECORD
DOWN TO THE BONE
NOW HES ON THE BASS
IM ON THE MICROPHONE
REAL TALK NEW YORK
SO NOW WE ROCK
1 RHYME AT A TIME
OLD SCHOOL DESIGN
YOU CANDANCE TO IT
ROMANCE TO IT
THROW YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR
TAKE A CHANCE TO IT
RUN TILL ITS DARK
KNOCK IT OUT THE PARK
ROCK THAT BOX
WITH THE REAL HIP HOP
ORDODOX
NOT ON MY WATCH
AINT PAYING FOR PAY
TO PAY NO JOX
BEATS DOING WORK
RHYMES IN REVERSE
MY HOOD IS HURT
FROM ALL THE DIRT
UNDERNEATH THEM STREETS
AND ALL CONCRETE
IS MOTHER EARTH
FOR ALL ITS WORTH
PAY ATTENTION
CHEAPEST PRICE TO PAY
MIGHT SAVE YOUR LIFE
GIVE YOU ANOTHER DAY
AND ROCK ON

Public Enemy - Anti-nigger Machine - lyrics

Shocklee - sadler - ridenhour
When Im talkin rhyme time
To blow your mind time some say
Its nothing worse than a verse
To hear some nigger curse
They call me rude some dudes fiery attitude
Claimin I boast and smoke
And sometimes sing the blues
I twang metal and settle
Try to never back pedal
From the power some got
To get a nigger shot
The null and void I avoid
I test the paranoid
Never had to be bad
My mama raised me mad
So what I got is hot
I love my life a lot
Im never sad just glad
Thats why I thank my dad
Once they never gave a ***** about
What I said
Now they listen and they want my head
Instead of peace the police
Just wanna wreck and flex
On the kid
What I did was try to be the best
So they fingered the trigger
Figured I was a bigger nigger
And started to search
An so I headed west
Went to cally a rally
Was for a brothers death
It was the fuzz who shot him
An not da blood or cuzz
I wondered why it was like
So I just held my mike
But in my mind I was blind
So I just tried to find
A reason we was quick
Just the way that we was
So I just stayed in the crib
Until I got a buzz...

Public Enemy - Air Hoodlum - lyrics

Ridenhour - gary g-wiz - dr. treble - mr. bass
Risen up in the velt
Strong island new york
The hood in case
You did not know my base
There was a ballplayer
Who has all the skillz
Wit the pill
To pay the piper
Plus all the bills
Mack the awesome game
Practiced in the heat
In the rain or in pain
Mick so quick 6 foot 6
Down to be picked
By anyone but the celtics
Oh what a handle
Could score from the floor
Wit people hangin on em
Pr even hangin on em
But what he did best above all the rest was...
Grades 9 & 10
Mickey mack was all dat
But in class his ass
Sat way in the back
How I know cause I know
I used to flow wit the bro
He didnt mind I used
To read him his own headlines
cause he could not read em
His school wouldnt need em
If the lines wouldntve went like dis
Mickey mack
Jumped over the candle stick
And stacked
Was his stats
But his d was still wack
Grades 11 & 12
He found the wrong clientele
And all
During class he would dribble
In the hall
But he got in trouble
In school but the trouble was
It was cool
If your brain was just another bubble
As long as he could
Score fiddy 2
Get 33 re-bounds
*****in around
Teams lost to em
He went right thru em
Division, county, state
Thats 3 count em
Championships
For a small town bro
Thats bound to go pro
S.a.t.s didnt matter
cause he waz
All dat
You know the pat on the back
He was always in da news
You gotta know what it means
It means revenue
And Im tellin you
I saw cars and geez
Some to our school please approach
Hell wit the principal
Where is da coach
Went to college four years
Wit a scholarship
And came back wit a championship
But when it came to his life
He didnt care
cause he took it to the air
The fall begun
When mickey mack fell
Hell ripped his knee
Drafted last by personnel
Oh how, he loved the game
It was fantastic
Until he was cut n couldnt stick
Times got tighter & tighter
He had an attitude
Was rude so he turned
Into a fighter
School wouldnt give
Him a job that he needed
Assistant to the assistant coach
They didnt need it
The he resorted to a
Stick up kid - ski mask & gatt
But this game he wasnt good at
And the drugs on the side
Police ambushed his ride
Bang it was
Another homicide
He was ghost you know
Hometown hero
But now hes zero
To those hypocrites
Who ripped him blind
For his skills
Without the will to develop his mind
Forever in the news
The community views
Him only as air hoodlum

Public Enemy - 1 ( PEace ) - lyrics

SO LONG AGO
THE STORY GO
I TESTIFY
I OCCUPY
ALL THE BATTLIN AND WRASTLIN
ON CAPITOL HILL
NOW THE PILL GOT YOU ILL
AND YALL DIGITAL
I DIG THE DIG
BEEN OFFED THE PIG
DIGGIN THE DIGITAL
AND I NEVER RENIGGED
SLOW DOWN
THEY WANT A SLOWER DAMN SOUND
MACHINE ?
WHO ME
THEY DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT I MEAN
WHAT IM SAYIN
'WHAT IM SEEIN
IS HUMAN BEINGS
WHO IM SEEING
WHAT IM SAYING
WHO BE PLAYING
WHATIM SAYIN
SEEING BEINGS
HUMANS TURNED INTO DAMN MACHINES
THEY DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FK IT MEANS
YALL CAN STOP IT ON THE 3
BUT THEY DROPPED IT ON THE 1
THE P E A C E JUST BEGUN
second verse
YES WE CAN
ITS OUT THE CAN
THIS MF BEAT IS AFRICAN
I RHYME ONCE A WHILE
WHEN THE SHT IS WILD
SOME PEOPLE CONFUSED
CONSUMIN
STYLE
AS YOU GRAB IT
THEY COME TO GRAB US
NOW THEY GOTS US
I THINK THEY SHOT US
CORPORATIONS
DOWN TO YOUR BONE
I AINT NO DUMB MF ON A SMART ASS PHONE
I BEEN LEGIT
WE NEVER QUIT
EXPLODED
UPLOADED
SO YALL CAN SPIT
GO ON AND DOWNLOADED
MIXTAPE
BUT IT MIXED
AND IT AINT TAPE
DONT RHYME FOR THE SAKE OF RIDDLIN
TWEET FOR THE JOKE OF TWITTERIN
MY INTUITION
GOT ME TRIPPIN
POSITION
HUMANS TURNED INTO DAMN MACHINES
THEY DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FK I MEAN
YALL CAN STOP IT ON THE 3
BUT THEY DROPPED IT ON THE 1
THE P E A C E JUST BEGUN
third verse
MY MIND IS MINE
MY GRIND DESIGN
I BEEN THAT AGE
THEY AINT BEEN MINE
SO WATCH ME WORK IT
FROM MY CIRCUIT
AGAINST THEIR PURPOSE
OF KEEPIN TRUTH FROM THE YOUTH
A P.I .CIRCUS
THEY TELL YALL SPEED
IS WHAT YYALL NEED
MAKE YOU CONSUME
TO GET THE BOOM
NO ANSWERS
NO DANCIN
Y'ALL JUST CONSUME
WHEN THE PARTYS DONE
THEY
JUST TEARIN UP THE ROOM
BOMB THE EARTH TO PIECES
THEY CANT CALM THE WORLD TO PEACE
THE LEASE IS UP IN THIS
THE BELLY OF THIS BEAST
HUMANS TURNED INTO DAMN MACHINES
THEY DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE FK I MEAN
YALL CAN STOP IT ON THE 3
BUT THEY DROPPED IT ON THE 1
THE P E A C E JUST BEGUN

Public Enemy - 1 Million Bottlebags - lyrics

Ridenhour - robertz - gary g-wiz - depper
One million bottlebags count em
Think they can bounce the ounce
And it get em
Yo black spend 288 million
Sittin there waitin for the fizz
And dont know what the ***** it is
An oh lemme tell you bout shorty
He about seventeen lookin like 40
Treats his 40 dog better than his g
When he gets a big b-o-t-t-l-e
Oh he loves tha liquor
But look watch shorty get sicker
Year after year
While hes thinkin its beer
But its not but he got it in his gut
So what the *****
Yo niga whats up
Now hes hostile to a brother lookin out
But I aint mad I know what he about
Hes just a slave to the bottle and the can
cause thats his man
The malt liquor man
One million bags count em all
Other man gets happy
Watch the killas drink 8 ball
Dont know a damn thing
But his breath stinkin
Then I ask a question you brother
What the ***** is you drinkin
He dont know but it flow
Out the bottle in a cup
He call it gettin *****ed up
Like we aint *****ed up already
See the man they call crazy eddie
Liquor man with the bottle in his hand
He give the liquor man ten to begin
Wit no change and he run
To get his brains rearranged
Serve it to the home theyre able
To do without a table
Beside whats inside aint on the label
They drink it thinkin its good
But they dont sell the shit in the white neighborhood
Exposin the plan they get mad at me I understand
Theyre slaves to the liquor man
Back to my homeboy shorty
He can drink it down
And think nuttin about it
Pass it around and get tha 40 dog buzz
At the same time
Shorty cant remember what day it was
Say Im yellin is fact
Genocide kickin in yo back
How many times have you seen
A black fight a black
After drinkin down a bottle
Or a malt liquor six-pack
Malt liquor bull
What it is is bullshit colt
45 another gun to the brain
Whos sellin us pain
In the hood another up to no good
Plan thats designed by the other man
But who drink it like water
One and on till the stores reorder it
Brothers cry broke but they still affordin it
Sippin it lick drink it down oh nooo
Drinkin poison but they dont know
It used to be wine
A dollar and a dime
Same man, drink in another time
They could be hard as hell and dont give a damn
But still be a sucker to the liquor man

Public Enemy - 41: 19 - lyrics

I come out my crib
Walk out on the block its hot
Yo theres a black car parked on the corner hot boys
Tnt be creepin, while niggas be on the side
Of the soda machine sleeping
Word up kid, they seen what you did
In the car parked way down the block with binoculars
Thats what they got.
Helicopters parked out on the roof
10,000 disposable cameras taking pictures for proof
You know what this is
That all yall, get on the wall yall
Take your worth out ya ass in the stall yall
Or you take a mean bad fall yall
Tnt they be playin for keeps
Wipe you off your teeth like cavity creep.
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a *****?
Yo its hot, what they got, 41 shots
Bad boys bad boys what ya gonna do
If you get caught by our mutha*****in crew
Shot 41 only hit 19
They need target practice, thats what it seems to me
Ally al is sharpton dan a tack
Ima be like ally al and fight ya back
What, do you want to go to war, you want war?
Do you want to go to war, you want war?
Ill bury all you *****a la roaches for breakfast
Shit you out and throw you in the water for the next fish
Cuz I can do that shit g
F-l-a-v-o-r f-l-a-v see.
To the highest degree times 3
Thats what you get *****in with my family
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a *****?
Yo its hot, what they got, 41 shots
Shootin at oj
Dont know if he did it
Racist muther*****ers mad cause they aint with it
The police get out the car searchin for nuthin
If you got sumthin, then they got you for sumthin
Thats *****ed up, the way they play dirty
Lock em up in jail until hes past thirty
They dont give a ***** about you
They dont give a ***** about me
Im past thirty three
Word is born, born is my word
I got you before my word fails
***** whatcha heard
I keep it real, you never catch me fakin
When it comes down to money thats what Im making
Dont try and take my shit yo, I know lex yo
Ill have a fit yo
Ill turn the whole muther*****in block on you yo
And that leaves you with nowhere to go
Secretly by the police you was hired
You my favorite customer I didnt know you was wired
A nik on the ground, covered by my feet
Ay yo rah get the heat
Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
But life still goes on, you think they give a *****?
Yo its hot, what they got, 41 shots

Public Enemy - As Long As The People Got Somethin’ To Say - lyrics

WE DONT CONTROL SHT
NO EDUCATION
ENFORCEMENT
ECONOMICS
DEPENDING ON GOVERNMENTS
FOREVER IN A PLANTATION STATE
DAMN THIS IS WHY I HATE HATE
WANNA DO SOMETHING FOR THE PEOPLE
MAKE US EQUAL
INSTEAD OF CREATURES
WHO GOT HUMAN FEATURES
LET THE WHOLE WORLD REACH YOU
THINGS CLASSROOMS CANT TEACH YOU
Now can you dig it?
SING THE SONG TILL WE ALL GET ALONG
FEED THE POOR
DAMN THE LAW
WHEN THEY TRAINED EM, TAUGHT EM
KILLED EM WHEN THEY CAUGHT EM
SET UP WET UP
WHEN THEY NO LONGER COULD AFFORD EM
PUT DISEASE ACROSS THE SEAS
GOT THE THIRD WORLD ON THEIR KNEES
GET IT
AS LONG AS THE PEOPLE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY
as long as the people got something to say Griff verse 2
At this critical junction the administration can't function
taking our civil liberties over high price luncheons it's nothin when your considered a sheepole
As long as the people got something to say
"We the people"
They need a war to justify the taking of lives, they manage the lie behind the lie behind the lie.
Now you can't run and hide it's high tech genocide
They never taught you the truth or how to survive
they clone doctors to put a spin on it
Hip hop heads to shook to pull the cover off it.
It may effect there sales tip the scale
the way it looks they'll end up dead or in jail.
We busy spinning and grinning on 26's you sitting
Change your god for your wealth thinking heaven your gettin.
You must be pre-sistance in mass resistance
Love thy enemy and make this committment
To engage in struggle, with a clench fist lift it
Be true to self before the GOD end this.
Yo! Public enemy we back in your.........

Public Enemy - 911 Is A Joke - lyrics

Drayton - shocklee - sadler
Hit me
Going, going, gone
Now I dialed 911 a long time ago
Dont you see how late theyre reactin
They only come and they come when they wanna
So get the morgue embalm the goner
They dont care cause they stay paid anyway
They teach ya like an ace they cant be betrayed
I know you stumble with no use people
If your life is on the line they youre dead today
Late comings with the late comin stretcher
Thats a body bag in disguise yall betcha
I call em body snatchers quick they come to fetch ya?
With an autopsy ambulance just to dissect ya
They are the kings cause they swing amputation
Lose your arms, your legs to them its compilation
I can prove it to you watch the rotation
It all adds up to a funky situation
So get up get, get get down
911 is a joke in yo town
Get up, get, get, get down
Late 911 wears the late crown
911 is a joke
Everyday they dont never come correct
You can ask my man right here with the broken neck
Hes a witness to the job never bein done
He wouldve been in full in 8 9-11
Was a joke cause they always jokin
They the token to your life when its croakin
They need to be in a pawn shop on a
911 is a joke we dont want em
I call a cab cause a cab will come quicker
The doctors huddle up and call a flea flicker
The reason that I say that cause they
Flick you off like fleas
They be laughin at ya while youre crawlin on your knees
And to the strength so go the length
Thinkin you are first when you really are tenth
You better wake up and smell the real flavor
Cause 911 is a fake life saver
So get up, get, get get down
911 is a joke in yo town
Get up, get, get, get down
Late 911 wears the late crown
Ow, ow 911 is a joke
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