paroles de chanson Timebomb - Public Enemy
Hey,
Chuck,
we
got
some
non-believers
out
there
Yo,
we
got
to
do
somethin′
about
that,
man
Yo,
we
got
to
get
stupid
Yo,
we
gotta
let
'em
know
what
time
it
is
You
go
"ooh"
and
"ah"
when
I
jump
in
my
car
People
treat
me
like
Kareem
Abdul
Jabbar
No
matter
who
you
are,
when
I′m
up
to
par
I
betcha
go
hip
hop,
hurray
or
hurrah
But
the
"ahh"s
and
"ooh"s
is
my
kind
of
news
Pop
your
tape
in,
put
your
car
in
cruise
I
never
heard
the
boos,
I
never
drank
booze
'Cause
I
just
rock
the
rhythm,
left
alone
the
blues
The
L.I.
mystique,
you
sneak
to
peek
A
look
and
then
you
know
that
we're
never
weak
I
know
you
can′t
wait,
it′s
never
too
late
No
fear
I'm
here,
and
everything
is
straight
Cycles,
cycles,
life
runs
in
cycles
New
is
old,
no
I′m
not
no
psycho
The
monkey
on
the
back
makes
the
best
excel
The
people
in
the
crowd
makes
the
best
rock
well
The
people
in
the
back
lets
you
know
who's
whack
And
those
who
lack,
the
odds
are
stacked
The
one
who
makes
the
money
is
white
not
black
You
might
not
believe
it
but
it′s
like
that
When
you
come
to
my
show,
watch
me
throw
Down
with
the
other
brothers
toe
to
toe
When
you
make
a
move,
new
not
used
And
watch
the
bro
here
just
bust
a
groove
A
fat
lady
soprano,
loads
my
ammo
Hear
my
jam,
with
a
funky
piano
Easy
on
the
wall
but
hard
on
the
panel
A
fool
smokes
Kools
'cause
he
chokes
on
Camels
In
effect,
the
crew′s
in
check
Run
by
the
posse
with
the
gold
around
the
neck
Homeboys
in
heat,
lookin'
for
sweet
Ladies
in
the
crowd
so
they
can
meet
Somebody
to
body,
makin'
a
baby
Givin′
it
to
grandma
then
makin′
her
crazy
I'm
a
MC
protector,
U.S.
defector
South
African
government
wrecker
Panther
power,
you
can
feel
it
in
my
arm
Lookout
y′all,
I'm
a
timebomb
tickin′,
tockin',
all
about
rockin′
Makin'
much
dollars
while
the
crazy
one's
clockin′
The
rhythm,
to
shake
the
house
downy
down
Bounce
to
the
ounce,
sound
so
crown
The
man,
the
enemy,
Public
King,
no
thing
All
fall
to
the
force
of
my
swing
Like
Ali,
Frazier,
Thriller
in
Manila
A
pinpoint
point
blank
microphone
killer
Am
I,
no
need
to
lie,
got
the
Flavor
Flav
To
prove
I′ll
win
and
if
not
the
save
I'll
pick
up,
rack
up,
put
your
whole
shack
up
Just
choose
to
lose
the
bet,
MC
stick
up
This
is
the
wiz,
but
the
mike′s
not
his
It's
mine,
one
time,
let
the
star
shine
And
I′m
tellin'
you,
yelling
at
you,
you′re
through
Don't
think
you're
grown
′cause
your
moustache
grew
I′m
number
one,
you
know
it
weighs
a
ton
And
I'll
be
the
burger,
you
can
be
the
bun,
girl
Surroundin′,
my
steady
poundin'
Get
on
down
to
my
funky
sound
And
rock
the
rhythm
rhyme,
one
time
your
mind
Rhythm
roll,
two
times
control
The
mauler
and
the
caller
of
your
doom
And
when
I′m
ready
to
leave,
you're
gonna
know
I
go
boom
Three
times
y′all,
rhythm
rhyme
and
rock
Then
you'll
that
the
D
is
on
the
block
Four
times
y'all
and
never
ever
the
whack
It′s
the
hour
to
the
minute,
time
to
blow
black
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