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Yo! Bum Rush The Show


Artist: Public Enemy
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year: 1987

M. P. E. Lyrics - Yo! Bum Rush The Show - Public Enemy

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I'm cold gettin' busy while I'm shakin' you down 

I'm on the air, you're on the ground 

Chuck D, the enemy words you heed 

Build for speed but what you need is 

 

Funky fresh lyrics fallin' down on time 

Your enemy poppin' it, droppin' dime 

Comin' out rockin', tomahawk slam 

And still gettin' fly with the mike in my hand 

 

I'm cold coolin' out, layin' in the shade 

Dealers buggin' 'cause they're gonna get sprayed 

They intimidator you're Scarface 

What's goin' on, huh, what's takin' place? 

 

I don't wear gold but I clock ducats 

'Cause I have the money overflowin' out of buckets 

You want crazy dollars, I make people holler 

You stick 'em up stupid and I'm snatchin' biter's collars 'cause I'm 

 

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I'll rebuild your mind to alleviate 

Unnecessary pressures that can recreate 

The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung 

He bit the Public Enemy, he nearly got hung 

 

His brain was gettin' bigger than a pregnant toad 

His heartbeat stopped 'cause of overload 

See, I made the beat that broke his back 

I cut his circulation, made his world turn back 

 

I found things out like ESP 

I've got Kreskin's brain velocity 

Like Alexander Munday, I'm in like Flint 

Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint 

 

I'm captain of the ships, I make 'em walk the planks 

Ridin' round the world, hundred sixty million francs 

Not like the kind that you put on the grill 

'Cause I only do it like that when I'm on a chill hill, I'm the 

 

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I'm goin' for the money that man ever made 

Gettin' thrills from the orders that the suckers obeyed 

It's gettin' late, I can't wait 

To drive by the bus and rock my tape 

 

My car's movin' fast like a train 

Never skiddin' off the road, not even in the rain 

I'm cold dodgin' tickets, rockin' all the jams 

Makin' biters step back and understand 

 

I got to the beach, the ground was so sandy 

Girls on my jock like ants on candy 

Checking out the fellas with the girls on the side 

Put ya boat in the water, let's take a ride 

 

To the land of party people rockin' shockin' to the beat 

Keep ya eyes on ya girl 'cause ya know I'm gonna cheat 

I'm gonna max and relax and chill my will 

Body rockin', brain shockin' makes your heart stand still where's the 

 

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