Uh, your bad self, help me break this down from off the shelf. Here's a music servin' you so use it, papa's got a brand new funk. Get down party for your right, huh, let's get it on like we said before.
Hello. (Hello). Hello. (Hello, hello). Hello. Ha ha ha ha. . You never listened to a word that I said. You only seen me from the clothes that I wear. Or did the interest go so much deeper?.
Bass! How low can you go?. Death row, what a brother knows. Once again, back is the incredible. The rhyme animal. The uncannable D, Public Enemy Number One.
Drive to the forest in a japanese car. The smell of rubber on concrete tar. Hindsight done me no good. Standing naked in the back of the woods. The cassette played poptones.
Bass! How low can you go?. Death row what a brother knows. Once again, back is the incredible. Rhyme animal. . The incredible D. Public Enemy number one.
Do you ever feel you've been lied to. Been cheated in a contract of trust. Think of all the links in your chain. I know you'll think of one you must. Do you ever feel you're indebted.
This could be heaven. Shallow spreads of ordered lawns. I like the illusion, illusion of privacy. The careful trees blending so perfectly. Bland planned idle luxury.
I haven't really been myself lately. I guess I haven't been for a while. Taken to quiet reflection. I guess you've noticed that ain't my style. I haven't read a thing in the papers.
You make me feel ashamed at acting attitudes, remember ridicule. It should be clear by now, clear by now. Your words are useless, full of excuses, false confidence.
When the blood in your drugs turns to shale. They had you hung, drawn and quartered tooth and nail. Empty pockets make idle hands. And mugging as a job requires good plans.
CHORUS. Drawing you in drawing you on. Leading you in taking you on. I can see potential. . I can see intention. With a pocket full of seeds. . Hope keeps me alive.
I got a letter from the government. The other day. I opened and read it. It said they were suckers. They wanted me for their army or whatever. Picture me given' a damn, I said never.
[verse 1]. Full blown. Rap rock and roll. Whatever happened to solid gold?. Aint like it cant and wont get sold. Sold by the same cats. Stole yo soul.
Little white lies-they hold little surprise. . Good things come in threes. CHORUS. And the little I need-I need!. The places I haunt-the powers I taunt.
I can only feel and think in the language of. Worn like the walls around you. Cliches otheres have concocted for you. Prefabricated pre-conception. All around you.
So here we go, y'all, little by little, you know. We got the power and the knowledge to move 'em. And still rock a super song for the 'cause so. Feel the load on your brain for the episode.
Now in summer, I could be happy or in distress. Depending on the company. On the veranda talk of the future or reminisce. Behind the dialog, we're in a mess.
So here we go, y'all. Little by little you know. We got the power. And the knowledge to move 'em. And still rock. . A super song for the cause so. Feel the load on your brain for the episode.
Is there a king that can do no wrong. When I play my fiddle-will I see you dance. The crown that sings its very own song. You crack the whip-and I'll break the lance.
[Chuck verse 1]. We dont control sht. No education. Enforcement. Economics. Depending on governments. Forever in a plantation state. Damn this is why i hate hate.