41:19 Lyrics - Public Enemy

I come out my crib, walk out on the block, it's hot 

Yo there's a black car parked on the corner hot boys 

TNT be creepin' while niggas be on the side of the 

Soda machine, sleeping, word up kid they seen what you did 

In the car parked way down the block with binoculars 

That's what they got, helicopters parked out on the roof 

10 000 disposable cameras taking pictures for proof 

You know, what this is what all y'all get on the wall y'all? 

Take your worth out ya ass in the stall y'all 

Or you take a mean bad fall y'all, TNT they be playin' for keeps 

Wipe you off your teeth like cavity creep 

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone 

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck? 

Yo, it's hot, what they got, 41 shots 

Bad boys, bad boys what ya gonna do 

If you get caught by our muthafuckin' crew 

Shot 41 only hit 19, they need target practice 

That's what it seems to me 

Ally Al is Sharpton Dan a tack 

I'ma be like Ally Al and fight ya back 

What do you want to go to war, you want war? 

Do you want to go to war, you want war? 

I'll bury all you cocka la roaches for breakfast 

Shit you out and throw you in the water for the next fish 

'Cuz I can do that shit G, flavor flav 

See to the highest degree times 3 

That's what you get fuckin' with my family 

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone 

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck? 

Yo, it's hot, what they got, 41 shots 

Shootin' at OJ, don't know if he did it 

Racist mutherfuckers mad 'cause they ain't with it 

The police get out the car searchin' for nuthin' 

If you got sumthin', then they got you for sumthin' 

That's fucked up, the way they play dirty 

Lock 'em up in jail until he's past thirty 

They don't give a fuck about you 

They don't give a fuck about me 

I'm past thirty three, word is born, born is my word 

I got you before my word fails, fuck whatcha heard 

I keep it real, you never catch me fakin' when it 

Comes down to money that's what I'm making 

Don't try and take my shit yo, I know Lex, yo, I'll have a fit yo 

I'll turn the whole mutherfuckin' block on you, yo 

And that leaves you with nowhere to go 

Secretly by the police you was hired 

You my favorite customer, I didn't know you was wired 

A nik on the ground, covered by my feet 

Ay yo, Rah get the heat 

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone 

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck? 

Yo, it's hot, what they got, 41 shots