you've wanted It always added up to be your fall to your mistake You've wanted it to be inside your worst belief Was it another thing you started
you've wanted? It always added up to be your fall to your mistake You've wanted it to be inside your worst belief Was it another thing you started?
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that you've wanted? It always added up to be your fall to your mistake You've wanted it to be inside your worst belief Was it another thing you started
number one don't go against the grain Rule number two give respect where respect due Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names (gun
start to ride kinda slow And now we're in their territory So we let all our triggers go Twenty niggas drop to the sound of that auto gun I seen that O
other brothers I thought the idea was to love one another? Open up the paper to one more death If y'all keep this up then there'll be no one left I try
truth Ever find when trouble calls you're first in line And stick your finger in Everybody's talking 'bout 7 deadly sins Number one says drop the gun
Because I'm Public Enemy number one One - One - One One - One - One One - One - One For all you suckers - liars, your cheap amplifiers You crossed up wires are always starting
got froze up Because I'm Public Enemy number one One - One - One One - One - One One - One - One For all you suckers - liars, your cheap amplifiers You crossed up wires are always starting
control, now I call orders It's no fun fleeing under the gun 'Cause they got me public enemy, number one One, one, one, one One, one, one One, one, one
busy man" I found a telephone number On a laundry slip I had a good, hardy jailor With a six gun hip He let me call long distance She said, "Number,
start to ride kinda slow And now we're in their territory So we let all our triggers go Twenty niggas drop to the sound of that auto gun I seen that
don't matter where ya from Don't matter where ya run Verse 1: Flesh breakin' 'em down, hittin' 'em up, outta line, with yo' innocent, gotta get to start
straight out of The Brick City (Brick City) For my nigga, Guts We was thinkin' about you on this one, Guts Hold your head up, baby We got you on this one
, The undisputed truth is that the black man is God, Now everytime I turn around my people start subtractin', They cause this shit then they wonder why we start
, my circle don't fit in with squares I smell shit and piss, know where it's coming from You stepped on number two just to be number one Now I'ma step
