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Yo! Bum Rush The Show


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

Too Much Posse Lyrics - Yo! Bum Rush The Show - Public Enemy

Alright party people, bust a groove 

It's guaranteed to shake your butt and make you move 

I got a little something fly that's gonna keep you high [unverified] 

It's not a drug from my little rug 

It's rap for your ear hole that we call a bug 

 

Ya know what I'm sayin', now bust it out 

There is a lot of people out there that's building up a force 

Of course, that we call a posse 

None will be grown when you good to go then you're gone 

You start up with two 

And you end up with two thousands by the millions 

 

You dig what I'm sayin' 

Now there's a lot of posses out there 

Trying to take over posses 

And trying to turn those posses into their posse 

But when you got too much 

Like the gear grabbin' such and such [unverified] 

 

Nobody can take yours 

So they'll be sweatin' from the pore 

Trying to take whatcha got 

They're so hot from the pot 

Do they get the bad cold? 

An' nose runnin' with the snot 

Ya know what I'm sayin' 

 

What do you got to say about this 

A force so strong that you can't resist 

You may as well join 'em 

You know you can't beat 'em 

Pack a hundred people 

You know you gonna need 'em 

 

Straight with the system is down by law 

'Cause every half hour they get nine more 

They run all the dollars that come in town 

So either join the crew or get beat down 

I watched all the guys be so damn cruel 

 

Try to get fast, you must be a fool 

Blood through and through the boys don't play 

I seen 'em tax and run an operation today 

They got too, too, too much posse 

 

Yeah, I had a party, much people came by 

I'm talking to a 'G' 'cause the 'g' real fly 

Chillin' in my room chewin' off her ear 

Chillin' stypid fly 'cause I got stupid gear 

My door kicked open by her man and crew 

The 'G" turned to me and said, "Who're you?" 

 

I said, "Yo fly, yeah the 'g' lied" 

Stuck in the corner while the 'g' cried 

And then from the back my homeboys came 

Wear Uzis and knives and said, "Go blame" [unverified] 

Ya lying ass girl with the fake tears 

We got a big posse and we show no fears 

 

We got too, too, too much posse 

We got too, too, too much posse 

Yeah, that's right and I'm get ready to step off 

 

Ya know what I'm sayin' 

And all you posses out there 

That's trying to help posse to posse 

Yo, we gotta stop that as 

Scatter your brain from here to White Plains 

Ya know what I'm sayin' 

We got the shit that you just can't fuck with 

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