Stop In the Name...
Public Enemy
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Full fledgin' never sat on my legend No shuffle or shoulder shruggin' Uncle Tommin nickel and dime rhymin' This renegade rippin' Rugged trax I love it Sorta black owned Like da Denver Nuggets Pow pow The original Harder hitter Is back in black On deck with a turtleneck Uh ha you can drink All you want But hard don't make Da liquid matter you intake The logical Sorta psychological Brother like butter spread to one Another Thicker da blunt and got sicker Once upon a rhyme all bigger Meant was for bigga cotton picker Leave alone The men from the mice Who twice packs da gatt Turn into dirty ratts I'm comin' with the antidote, I hope they cope To da rhythm I wrote Pawns in da game Goin' down da drain Final call to my race in pain
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