歌手:Public Enemy
专辑:《There's a Poison Goin' On...》

Stax of wax 55 high fulla tracks
New cats jackin' beats from way back
Pay for play only way to get them platinum plaques
Clear the racks jobbers slobbin' you for tax
Robbery and snobbery
*******t is killin' me softly wit that same damn song
Makin' folk dumber in the summer
A bummer when they shot willie in that hummer
Keep it simple stupid means numbers
Payola dough white owned black radio
Runnin' on empty help go the desperado
So I bomb the toms and negros who pray to cash flow
No info to the masses as they shake their asses
No clue but
I can't get my *******t up in to you
Crayola with that same same ol *******t
Crayola with that played playa *******t
Crayola with that kid crayon *******t
Crayola with them ol spray on hits
All ****** up ways must fall
Now the industry can't stop me
A vendetta to make the whole game better
They get the cheddar all
I got is a ******' letter
What I owe?
What am IAnother number and a ho, they don't know
Time to see 'em go like dominoes
About time 'cause they endorsed the crime up in the rhyme
Got these new souls controlled goin' outta their mind
Missed what
I said 'cause they don't even own their own heads
Go one go all
I forgot they made robots outta some of ya'll
Today all ****** up ways must fall
Today is up against the wall
Misled in the head ****** by quiet storms and love songs
Noddin' heads too hollow forgotten tomorrow
Swallowing all that *******t that's shallow
Give the baby anything the baby wants
But that's how them bastards get us up in them caskets
Try to get me where they want me
Before some of them jump me
Go tell 'em
I'm a start a rebellion
Educate the felons easy on, yeah
Tell 'em what the ****** am
I yellin'No tellin' you got them artists and artificials
If it ain't right
I don't give a damn if it's sellin'
Recruits chasin' and racin' for that loot
Usin' usual drum loops so
I salute my troops
I don't socialize or mingle, ****** the promotionals
And you know what and that g-damn single
And the marketing team for that matter
It don't matter
DJ's gettin' dimes for time on a platter
I ain't gotta be high to jack so
I hijackFM radio
EFF 'em turn it around mutha******a
Gods to ******s, queens to ******es
Race against time see 'em all runnin' for the riches
Everything had its chance last dance
Some things change like them weather forecasts
Ha funny how *******t don't last
Crayola with that same same ol *******t
Crayola with that played playa *******t
Crayola with that kid crayon *******t
Crayola with them ol spray on hits