, yeah, hey You know I?m down I'm a rebel, I?m warrior, I'm a sad clown That's why I drink ?til the sun goes down That's why I smoke when I wake up
woek no more no more Verse ii My main knick knack paddy wack C'mon & give a damn Confrontational man Iz what I am Iz what I am I'm tearin down da house
end I hope God is impressed if I'm put to rest I did what I came to do, no time left Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best Mic club dot
I wanna, go back in time (Let's go) Feels like I, I wanna, go back in time Feels like I (Y'all remember self destruction) I wanna, go back in time (Where
know what I'm saying, perfecting your skill And you can't do shit with it That's gotta be fucked up, you know what I'm saying? That's gotta be fucked
what I'm sayin? Niggas wanna get high with me. Know what I'm sayin, niggas wanna ride with me. Nobody wanna die with me or do twentyfive with me. Know what I
Indeed I'm out to get high and supply what you need? Mr. Postman comin' through with all the mail, what you need? I got for sale on the stairwell to Hell
the dozens back to humpin' our prettiest girl cousin psyche! I'm buggin. NWA was simply known Let' get back on the block I'm talkin Quincy Jones I gotta Jones yall I
Nightmare, that's what I am, America's nightmare I am what you made me, the hate and evil that you gave me I shine of a reminder of what you have done
Gotta stay leery and keep your eyes on the role As they do what they gotta do to shackle and hold us So we gotta do what we gotta do to keep rolling
lawyers, politicians) that's what we bout, keepin it treal, politickin nigga (that's what i'm talkin bout) black publications (doin what we gotta do)
My Bizness [x8] Yeah! [Verse 3:] All Hail Your Trap Highness, Your One And Only You KNow I Gotta Do It For Shake I'm Miss Homie Everyday I'm Out here
dts And I ain't talkin about downtown security bitch Dayton avenue be true nigga I'm out for murder motherfuckers get prepared to go And when I toot I gotta
, give me a break I'm a rapper, out here to stay, don't make me do what I say Just let me say what I do Cause I'm a put it in a rhyme, every time, about
the dope And leave that place on a perfect note You actin like Mya "Fear Of Flying" I hate some niggas I can hear 'em dyin I do it like birds in a kitchen
I say I got gusto, but only some I can trust, yo Some do a bid from 1 to 10 And I never did, and plus I never been I'm on a tier where no tears should
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