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Public Enemy - Timebomb
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Ridenhour - shocklee Hey chuck, we got some non-believers out there Yo, we gotta do somethin about that man Yo, we gotta get stupid Yo, we gotta let em know what time it is You go ooh and ahh when I jump in my car People treat me like kareem abdul jabbar No matter who you are - when Im up to par I betcha go hip hop - hurray or hurrah But the ahhs and ohhs 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 were never weak I know you cant wait - its never too late No fear Im here - and everything is straight Cycles, cycles - life runs in cycles New is old - no Im 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 whos 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 is 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 crews 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 an makin her crazy Im a mc protector - u.s. defector South african government wrecker Panther power - you can feel it in my arm Lookout yall Im a timebomb Tickin, tockin, all about rockin Makin much dollars while the crazy ones clockin The rhythm - to shake the house downy down Bounce to the ounce is sound the 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 flave To prove Ill win and if not the save Ill pick up, rack up - put your whole shack up Just choose to lose the bet - emcee stick up This is the wiz - but the mikes not his, its mine One time let the star shine And Im tellin you - yelling at you youre through Dont think youre grown cause your moustache grew Im number one - you know it weighs a ton And Ill 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 Im ready to leave - youre gonna know I go boom Three times yall - rhythm rhyme and rock Then youll that the d is on the block Four times yall and never ever the whack Its the hour to the minute - time to blow black
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