Watch the door, Chuck D, Public Enemy Paris, Guerilla Funk, Rebirth of a Nation 2006 Everybody needs somebody to watch the door as it's goin' on Securin
genius krayzie style after style i get down and get wild i can drown in a bottle of gin and rock out till my speach is sler and i see a blurry vision
-de-camp, and a vile thief Blether - a groom of castle's stabled and a denouncer. Spiritus - a landlord of the Jilemnice inn. A brief overview of the
he's wearing all the hats Hanging out with bureaucrats at bookie joints. (Jian) He's a public money sponge. (Mike) Watch him place another bet We go
, reading) Dear Andre what a charming gala, Christine was, in a word, sublime We were hardly bereft when Carlotta left On that note, the diva's a disaster
drink of artificial red carefully served by a flourescent sky She swallows the light only to throw up shadows minutes later on a broken public toilet
, now Christine! Still, at least the seats get sold gossip's worth its weight in gold . . . What a way to run a business! Spare me these unending trials
A strange feeling, this place got my brain reeling Looked up and seen a picture of the barkeep upon the main ceiling Feels like a broken dream, I'm walking through a
labs another million of government grants is spent For better money a lawyer sells out the client he?s supposed to represent Insurance companies public
[Sample is courtesy of "Bring The Noise" By Public Enemy] [Intro] Just Blaze you a rebel on this beat nigga! Uh! "Once again back is the incredible -
nearly serve time Could a mix up in a babylon If yuh guilty you know the story But yuh bless by selassi hands Now yuh bust di case Put a smile pon
top of skyscrapers Seventy stories or more Eventually the public'll Know my story, fa' sho Make a household Name out of Don Cisco Go from a hustler Born
who's back on the scene, the lyrical genius Krayzie Style after style, I got down and get wild, like I'm drowning a bottle of Gin, I got to So a speech is slurring, and I see a
home of the playas and pimps Sachi down with a limp, across the sky in a blimp I punch in clocks, don't like dumb jocks I'm a playa I'm a baller, bagguettes
the playas and pimps Sachi down with a limp, across the sky in a blimp I punch in clocks, don't like dumb jocks I'm a playa I'm a baller, bagguettes
to feel inferior, but we're the superior Break the chains in out brains that made us fear yah Pledge a legiance to a flag that neglects us Honour a man
with me Why? Well that's my secret baby I don't take shit, so fuck you, pay me So you can call me, a public servant Not a king but a teacher I believe