Every time I rock the mic I leave you wishin' for more Because my raps ain't bull,got cold stupid pull You wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till your mind
the crowd in a straight line The closer she got, mad thoughts ran through my mind Yo, what would I say, yo, how would I chill? My mind drew a blank,
me Was I crazy? I guess I had to be 'Cos once you kill it's instant catastrophe Your whole life is over (Through) Forget about your girl your (Crew)
that YouknowhatI'msayin'? Chuck, Ice got your back Anybody out there got problems with Public Enemy, come talk to me Once again, I'm back in the diss mode I gotta speak my mind
boys respect your name Keep your heaters at close reach cocked and ready Cause the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady Watch your back with your
of what people might say You're going to break so please don't do it You wanna spread your wings but you're not sure Don't wanna leave your comforts
your peace some other way Oh yeah, yeah I never knew but I believed that you'll trust in me Oh, well speak to me! Speak! Speak! Speak! Speak! Speak
Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind And to lie to you rather than hurt you? Well, I'll confess all of of my sins After several large gins But still
doesn't help because I see you all the time Your new boyfriend used to be the closest friend of mine Tell me how am I supposed to get you off my mind
heard me? even though i'm real ghetto and shit ya heard me? i got a g niggas shoot that ace ya heard me? your ass bettin' i'm gonna cut your face ya heard
up please All mamis with mind freeze please line up please All bloggers with comments please, I come in peace Let's see if we can kill your amnesia by
bitch that didn't need a little guidance So I dismiss her past until she disappoints your highness I speak the gospel, hostile Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils Paranoid mind
fuck off Well fuck the fuck offs All y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh! New syllables eat ball, ya fucks offs Your house, your
red red changes in the sky Look at the separation in the border line But don't look at everything here inside And be afraid, afraid to speak your mind
[Gudda Gudda] I gets it in all day In the studio all work, no play I could pay a visit to your block broad day Fuck what ya'll say I spit raw hard yay
mind I done told these fuck niggas, so many times That I keep these bucks steady on my mind Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause To feed them
beats poor things that I've been through Is all I can speak for I can only speak for the things that I've been through I can only speak for the things
to disguise everyone Who cannot see the soul of truth ready made But all because we're changing now As the prophets of doom speak their mind It's a