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Yo, Mike D Yo, what up Ad Rock? Remember that time in '85 when we were in a van and we're driving through Cleveland and? Oh, oh, you had that weird rash all over your body No, I mean, yes, but, no, I'm talking about when Rick gave us the demo tape for Public Enemy Yo, we played that shit back and forth like about a million times That shit was nice So nice, you know I've been thinking We should call Chuck D on the phone right now And ask him, "What goes on?" Well I'm all in, 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, forty-niner supreme Is what I choose and I use, I never lose to a team I can go solo like a Tyson Bolo Make a fly girl wanna have my photo Run in their 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 raps red hot, hundred ten degrees SongtexteSo don't start bassing, I'll start placing Bets on that you'll be disgracing You and your mind for a beat and a rhyme 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 From the tippy-tippy top never taking a L Nobody rocks so hot so well Like the rugged D, the man you see Rocking to the rhythm of the sure shot beat Say one for the treble, two for the bass Rhyme for your mind, shine on your face Three for the rain and four for the dew Five 'cause I'm live and straight from the crew Six for my gear and, nah, I ain't no stylist Got my whole swag from 2-5th and Hollis Run got the wisdom D got the knowledge Straight from the dome, air tight sand polished Seven to the eight and nine times I say Run gon' be great, the top 10 today Eleven MC's, they all tried to flex When Run grabbed the mic, they took flight and step There was a time when I was losing it Alcohol, I was abusing it The wealth of health, I wasn't choosing it To help myself, I wasn't doing it Mom and dad they meant a lot to me They helped me get where I got to be Then they told me they adopted me To help me fulfill prophecy I did not know I had enemies Named Jack and Jim and Hennessy They came with a smile, befriending me With the intent of ending me Taking my power like kryptonite 'Cause it is known when I get the mic I go into a zone and I rip the mic Just like this rhyme that I spit tonight You can't understand how much it took To kick their asses and leave them shook Kill all the clowns and crush the crooks 'Cause I'm a superhero in the comic books Well, make believe is your reality I'm everything I pretend to be Everything I need is inside of me And anything else is the enemy Now here's a little story We got to tell About a sound so Def, you know so well It started way back in history With the Beastie Boys, LL Cool J, Run-DMC, and Public Enemy Great was a label with two turntables And a mic, MC's do what ya like '83 beats in the place to be '84 rhyming to open doors Def to the Jammin' of who I am Stand till they jump and then crack the floors I got a posse of a force to back me up Watch out, we got rhythm to match Ambush attack of my team Double-team you get creamed You got it so you don't catch Wanna hear it again, we got a force Def Jam down, the OG circuit sound Public Enemy, LL Cool J, Beastie Boys, Flav, Run-DMC Check out the protection Rock the bells in this section Kick it like Bruce Lee's Chinese connection On stereo never ever mono On wax, yes, I'm talking 'bout vinyl The world said freeze, we unfrozen They got me Public Enemy #1 Aus Songtexte Mania