Yo, Chuck, where you at, G? I think he went upstairs, y'know A very furious mixture of noise What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls 'Music's worst
Get off my back You've got to get off my back Get off my back You've got to get off my back Get off my back You've got to get off my back Get off my
pull a disappearin' act attack until he gone the whacker jam he play They pay I'm in da day I don't think we gonna miss I'm we don't need I'm anyway
phone Although I can't keep it a secret So I decided to kick it, yo And yes, it weighs a ton I say it once again I'm called the enemy, I'll never be
Time is gettin' crazy, people clockin' out They're robbin' all the cribs on death wish route Breakin' into cars trying to steal their system 20 pounds
(uh) Kick da nitti & ness The danger zone They better leave me alone I got posse Lus the feds had better watch me I picked a bone wit' arizona Droppin' kickin' a mission
all on Jack Who's Jack you ask me, you say, I say it every time But the rhyme goes into your head down to your toes And you missed me play it off like
Here a track I found underneath Findin' beats is a treat An' I don't care if it top pop Abracadabra can't keep a tab a This stickin' around like D an'
way they planned it Police supposed to keep the peace But I can't truss 'em, so I keep my piece Loaded and cocked 'Cause I don't miss the block Talkin
Yeah, y'all party for your right to fight Yeah, y'all Yeah, y'all party for your right to fight Yeah, y'all Power equality and we're out to get it I
