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Public Enemy Raw Shit

, we're Public Enemy #1 in New York Public Enemy #1 in Chicago Public Enemy #1 in Detroit Public Enemy #1 in Oakland Public Enemy #1 in Baltimore Public Enemy

the heart turn punk Would ya, would ya would ya would ya please leave me alone so I can get my Chuck D on "Yes.. the rhythm, the rebel" +Public Enemy+

rather me pretend to be something I'm not I'm the new Public Enemy, I'm different than Yung Joc And nah, I ain't dissing, this nigga's up in the Forbes Shit

cousin rough and raw Never fell to my knees for shit 'cause I demand shit With this Daz Dillinger drillin' ya for ya shit On the streets for the sixth

Uh, uh, keep it goin Yea, whatever [Flavor Flav] Now, now, now Now this is that fly shit, the do or die shit Made shit, platinum shit that make you so

Uh, uh, keep it goin Yea, whatever [flavor flav] Now, now, now Now this is that fly shit, the do or die shit Made shit, platinum shit that make you so

Why Andrew Jackson look high as fuck on the 20, G answer Cocaine been around for centuries Since I'm young, black and rich, I'm the +Public Enemy+ Ridin

eyes water Skull is a submarine hull Dolphin phones screen calls from places as far away as A.G.C.R. The rhymes are raw, protected by the Jericho wall

fly females, out flip the Catskills Madness ain't quittin' until Your night to see jail And get the raw meal Mad Dog fought infinity Ain't trying to be no public enemy