I was the baddest popa, baddest rhyme dropper bustin' more mills than Superman to helicopters I had the name buckle kids used to jock Public Enemy came
knows he nice. You Public Enemy number one right now fuck that dash spit that hydro-ghetto shit, (Puffy) Lets go, thats that beat right here who should I
reality And I'm glad I never listened to haters thet said it'd never be Remember me? the fat kid from trinity Who was once a public enemy is now a loved
years went by, I signed myself into a group home I used to watch the show "I Dream of Jeannie" And dreamt about "When will I be large like Whodini?" But I
's a player you know? I do not, play in no game Me just, make money, dollars, every time seen? Now how can I explain how this game laced, plus with this fame I got enemies
.C.] I write rhymes I got rhythm I continue to flow Recitin lines full of wisdom make decisions with Joe Tonight I'm gettin busy won't you give me my
broke feel" I'm at the homeless shelter, for nigling three meals I'm like Buster Keaton, N.W.C. fields I'ma die broke, no success When I'll, die I'll
Aids' rumor Yo, bring it back, yo Yo, at the Roller Rinks, no skates on Early 80s, girl chase on Kurtis Blow ? the breaks on Flavor Flav, Public Enemy
predicament 'cause I'm a style master And I'm impressionable now, just so ya know I make 'em sweat 'cause I'm best with the flow Whenever you wanna flex, we can go
I'll be spyin' for work, I'ma go right on 'Cause when your life's gone, nigga there is no replacement And you got your work hid in the basement, I got
I'm a hustler, act like I'm lovin' ya Don't mind fuckin' ya, just like the Governor Used to be the dope man, rolled a hundred spokes man When I come through
pit Roll even bigger, this is getting me riled Tattoos, I'm a destiny child, I'm a floss I'm a real muthafucka, stop stressing me out 'Cause I play hard, go
to god i dont know the difference Makin new slaves outta immigrants Wanna know where all that money went Another trillion spent by the goverment Here the bomb go
Do the damn thing Getcha gravy on Cause i be gettin it down And your crazy on Go on and on an on till the break of dawn I give a damn Cause damn is ya
second Get it mike on the guitar cmon wreck it You go ooh ahh there go them superstars, of soul 20 times better than gold, stax, Keep it here Cuttin
thrill It was music we were making here until They told us, all they wanted Was a sound that could kill someone From a distance, so we go ahead And
I see the bullets flyin', I see the people dyin' See the babies cryin' what's the reason? So who you posed to be, public enemy number one now Next thing I
Used to nickel and dime Doin felony crime, but now I bust mine Instead of bustin' at enemies when the sun go down Me and my niggas with a fat one Smoke