Lyrics Check What You're Listening To - Public Enemy
[Verse
1]
The
Black
falling
down,
its
goin
down
No
subject
matter,
I
dont
hear
it
goin
around
Minds
over
matter,
they
don′t
mind
cause
We
dont
matter,
DJ
Lord's
on
the
platter
Cant
shake
this,
the
gott-damn
matrix
Got
actors
winning
politics,
the
tricks
Got
hot
chicks
in
the
back
of
of
wack
ass
rap
flicks
Called
videos
(hoooo)
Turn
off
the
got-damn
radio
Cause
they
dont
show
yall
what
yall
need
to
know
Cant
fade
it
though,
Lord
don′t
fade
it
yo
Year
of
the
Lord,
make
love
fuck
war
tour
After
before
2004,
i
swore
Dj
Lord
come
bust
down
the
door
Los
Angel-less,
New
Jack
Pity
They
say
fuck
the
sticks
cause
they
be
the
city
Homeless
sitting
outside
smellin
shitty
Thanks
for
not
giving
a
got-damn
thing
pretty
So
called
land
of
plenty,
can't
spare
a
penny
It's
the
have
nots
against
the
haves,
Is
you
wit
me?
Check
What
You
Listening
To
[Verse
2]
You
might
be
cuttin
tracks
But
he′s
cuttin
edge
The
sword
of
Lord
high
like
Phil
Upchurch
Through
the
verse,
the
truth
hurts
From
the
aftermath
of
that
sonic
autograph
Lord,
don′t
make
him
mad
So
I
spit,
how
loud
you
want
it
to
get?
Cold
sweat.
2005
flicks,
new
trips
through
dirty
beats
Hits
and
all
those
bass
kicks
Lookout
yall,
Cmon,
cant
forget
to
kick
this
If
the
shoe
fits
get
with
the
ramblin
wreck
Check
it,
to
stomp
out
All
dem
nitwits
Chuck
D
stylin
Don't
you
know
where?
On
the
new
Buckwhylin
Cross
the
Land,
cause
the
band
Hits
the
fans,
watch
them
all
SLAM
the
jam
Yes
they
can
can,
beware
the
man
Take
a
stand
yall,
wreck
the
plan
Check
What
You
Listening
To
[Verse
3]
One
foot
stuck
in
the
rave
Millennium
dance
craze
Cross
fade
to
the
new
phase
Like
the
old
days,
twisted
in
convoluted
systems
Existed
in
the
beats
of
wisdom
existance
Cross
the
Land,
cause
the
band
Hits
the
fans,
watch
them
all
SLAM
the
jam
Illegal
beats,
frisk
him
Find
not
a
pop
thing
with
him
Multi-ethnic
like
a
prism
Cant
hear
this?
You
in
audio
prison
Hands
be
whizzin,
cross
the
wax
Movin
tracks
from
across
the
tracks
Through
your
mind
he
attacks,
DJ
Lord.
Scratch
the
gospel,
tell
them
wack
ass
beats
They
can
go
to
hell,
′ding'
The
rave
bell
See
the
crowd
swell,
got
even
when
the
needle
fell
Still
heard
them
cuts
over
the
yell!
Through
the
verse,
the
truth
hurts
From
the
aftermath
of
that
sonic
autograph
Mr
Chuck,
Dj
Lord
attack
the
tracks
Yall
CHECK
WHAT
YOU
LISTENING
TO...
1 ...And No One Broadcasted Louder Than... (intro)
2 New Whirl Odor
3 Bring That Beat Back
4 66.6 Strikes Again
5 MKLVFKWR
6 What A Fool Believes
7 Makes You Blind
8 Preachin' To The Quiet
9 Either We Together Or We Ain't (S1W Stepstrumental)
10 Revolution
11 Check What You're Listening To
12 As Long As The People Got Something To Say
13 Y'all Don't Know
14 Either You Get It By Now Or You Don't
15 Superman's Black In The Building
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