Testo Public Enemy No. 1 - Public Enemy
Testo della canzone Public Enemy No. 1 (Public Enemy), tratta dall'album Yo! Bum Rush The Show
Yo, Chuck, bust a move, man
I was on my way up here to the studio, you know what I'm sayin?
And this brother stopped me and asked me
"Yo, what's up with that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice"
I said "Yo, the brother don't swear he nice, he knows he's nice"
You know what I'm sayin'?
So, Chuck, I got a feelin' you turnin' him into a public enemy, man
Now, remember that line you was kickin' to me
On the way out to L.A. Lounge in Queens
While we was in the car on our way to the shop?
Well, yo, right now, kick the bass for them brothers
And let 'em know what goes on
What goes on? Well
I'm up here, put it up on the board
Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared
One, two, three, down for the count
The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt
Cold rock rap, 49er supreme
Is what I choose, and I use, I never lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo like a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls wanna have my photo
Run in a room, hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked them all
Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees
You can't rock the kid, so go cut the cheese
Take this application of rhymes like these
My rap's red hot, hundred-ten degrees
So don't start bassin', I'll start tracing
Bet on that you'll be disgracing
You and your mind from my beat and from my rhymes
A time for a crime that I can't find
I show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm public enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one, one
One, one, one, hoo-hah!
You got no rap but you want to battle
It's like havin' a boat, but you got no paddle
'Cause I never pause, I say it's because
I don't break in stores, but I break all laws
Written while sittin', all bitten, not fittin'
Givin' me the juice that you're not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer, so you can tell your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm rock, poetry-sayer
I'm the rhyme player, the ozone layer
A battle what? Here's a Bible, start your prayer
This word to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened, just admit you lied
You just got caught up for goin' out of order
And now you're servin' football teams near water
You messed with the master, word to Chuck
And I waxed cold taxed, made sure you got dunked
You just got dissed, off of this list
Sucker duck emcees who did me this
There's no fun bein' on the run
Because they got me public enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
Don't you know, don't you know
I got a posse of a force to back me up
Watch out, we got metal to match
Ambush attack on my back
Double team to get cream
So we have it so you won't catch
Wanna hear it again? We got a force
Enemy down, the L.I. circuit sound
And Chuckie D, myself, and K.D
Flavor, DJ Melo-D
Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that make us groom
That make all the ladies swoon
But it's also the words from our direction
A gold coin section
Kick it like Bruce Lee's Chinese Connection
On stereo, never ever mono
On wax, yes, I'm talkin' 'bout vinyl
They said "Stop, freeze", I got frozen
Because I'm public enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one
For all you, suckers, liars, and cheap amplifiers
Your crossed-up wires are always drawing flyers
You're grown-up cries, now here's a pair of pliers
Get a job like your mother, heard she fixed his own dryer
You have no desire, your father fixed his tires
You try to sell your crib, but you get no buyers
It's you they never hire, you're never on flyers
'Cause you and your crew is all they know, it's good tryin'
Known as the poetic, political, lyrical son
I'm public enemy number one
One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one
Yeah, that's right Chuck man
That's what you gotta do
You gotta tell 'em just like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, let me tell you a lil' somethin', man
These brothers runnin' around hard-headed
They get a little jealous, you know what I'm sayin'?
Just like that, you know, they try to bring you down
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em know
Who's who in the world of beat
You got to let 'em know that this is the 80's
And we can get all the ladies
And in the backyard, we got a fly Mercedes
And that's the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Let me tell you a lil' somethin'
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Writer(s): Carlton Ridenhour, James Henry Boxley Iii
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