Public Enemy - M.P.E. paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson M.P.E. - Public Enemy



I′m cold gettin' busy while I′m shakin' you down
I'm on the air, you′re on the ground
Chuck D, the enemy, words you heed
Built for speed, but what you need is
Funky fresh lyrics fallin′ down on time
Your enemy poppin' it, droppin′ dime
Comin' out rockin′ a tomahawk jam
And still gettin' fly with the mic in my hand
I′m cold coolin' out, layin' in the shade
Dealers buggin′ ′cause they're gonna get sprayed
Their intimidator, your Scarface
What′s goin' on huh, what′s takin' 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
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
I′ll rebuild your mind to alleviate
Unnecessary pressures that can recreate
The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung
He bit the Public Enemy, he really got hung
'Cause his brain was gettin′ 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 black
I find things out like E.S.P
I′ve got Kreskin's brain velocity
Like Alexander Mundy, I'm in like Flint
Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint
I′m captain of the ship, I make ′em walk the planks
Riding 'round the world, 160 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
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
I'm goin′ for the money that man ever made
Gettin' thrills from the orders that the suckers obeyed
It's gettin′ late, I can′t wait
To drive by the bus and rock my tape
My car is movin' fast, like a train
Never skiddin′ off the road, not even in the rain
I'm cold dodgin′ tickets, rockin' all the jams
Makin′ 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 rockin', brain shockin′ makes your heart stand still
Where's the
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy
Public Enemy



Writer(s): William Drayton, Carlton Ridenhour, Hank Shocklee


Public Enemy - Yo! Bum Rush the Show
Album Yo! Bum Rush the Show
date de sortie
01-01-1987




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