think it mean funky now no Here is a true tale of the ones that deal Are the ones that fail, yeah You can move if you wanna move What it prove, it's
in the house, go take a shower, boy P.E. a group, a crew, not singular We were black wranglers We're rap stranglers You can't angle us, I know you're
Rogers - ridenhour - drayton Go, go, go, go, go, go Take a look at his style Take a check of the sound Off the record people keep him down Trick a chick
this You back the track You find we're the quotable You emulate Brothers, sisters that's beautiful Follow a path Of positivity you go Some sing it or rap it Or harmonize it
it It said they were suckers They wanted me for their army or whatever Picture me given' a damn, I said never Here is a land that never gave a damn
Anthrax, still it can rock bells Ever forever, universal, it will sell Time for me to exit, Terminator X it Turn it up, bring the noise Turn it up,
licensed to have one The minute they see me, fear me I'm the epitome - a public enemy Used, abused without clues I refused to blow a fuse They even had it
a-nose, we call da hide-a-ways A pack of franks and a big bag of Frito Lays Flavor-Flav on a hype tip Um ya hype drink, come take a big sip Um in
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it a secret So I decided to kick it, yo And yes it weighs a ton I say it once again I'm called the enemy - I'll never be a friend Of those with closed
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noise Bass! how low can you go? Death row what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D. Public Enemy
a fool - for some dude - on a tube REPEAT REFRAIN CHORUS Trouble vision for a sister Because I know she don't know, I quote Her brains retrained By a
stole a beat This is a sampling sport But I'm giving it a new name What you hear is mine P.E. you know the time Now, what in the heaven does a jury
: Go, Go, Go, Go, Go, Go Take A look at his style Take A check of the sound Off the record people keep him down Trick a chick in Miami Terminator
in the house - go take a shower boy P.E. a group, a crew - not singular We were black Wranglers We're rap stranglers You can't angle us - I know
move if you wanna move What it prove It's here like the groove The problem is this - we gotta' fix it Check out the justice - and how they run it
They couldn't do nuttin' for ya man Flavor Flav is the sun Public Enemy number one Gotcha runnin' from the gun (pow) Of a brain that weighs a ton