Public Enemy - Bring That Beat Back (2006)

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RELEASE DATE:	2006-10-00
DURATION:	44:56
# OF TRACKS:	10
ALBUM TYPE:	정규, studio
GENRE/STYLE:	랩/힙합 이스트 코스트 랩
ALSO KNOWN AS:	-
INDEX:	186

INTRODUCTION

역사상 가장 위대한 힙 합 그룹 중 하나로 칭송되는 퍼블릭 에네미의 프로젝트성 음반으로 그들의 명곡들을 여타 아티스트들이 리믹스한 형식을 취하고 있다. 자연스레 그들이 후대의 뮤지션들에게 얼마나 막강한 영향력을 끼쳤는지를 잘 알 수 있는 앨범인 셈. 오리지널이 워낙 뛰어나 이 작품 역시도 전곡이 베스트이지만 그 중에서도 래 앤 크리스찬이 재해석한 ‘Worl ....

TRACKS

Disc 1

Bring That Beat Back (Back To The Breakbeats Mixx)

Public Enemy

5:17

Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin' but a beat

Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick 'em out that seat
You are what you eat
So what you eatin'?

Same message to your mind
Be self defeatin'
Sick n tired of bein' sick
And tired of bein' beaten

Saw 'em drop it like it
Was way too hot and too fast
For hip hop, doo wop, rock or bop
Ain't here to hurt you

Don't hang in them circles
Government ain't got me
Yet so y'all don't stop me
See a stampede of fake cats

Runnin' from Bill Cosby
What does he gotta do wit you doin' you?
Y'all know what?

DJ, Lord gimme that cut
Bring that beat back
That's what's up

Feedback from truly
Freed blacks
Gotta think outta this
Box of hard knocks

Lined 'em up at Fort Knox
To die in Iraq
You don't know I rock?
What you under a rock?

Old cats beggin' us to bring that beat back
Each generation thinks
The next one is wack
Jump started in the daze of crack

R&B Reagan, daddy Bush
Way the hell on back
Pray to god
Feel like I got a church in myself

Good god, uh, can't get no help
I say again health care cutback
Shit is wack
Bring that beat back

They say the youth don't matter
And the old don't mind
It takes a lotta spine
To build all them young minds

Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time
Album what? We just makin' one at a time
To save another brother whose life on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine

Signs of a soul gone solo, robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines

So cats can say what's hers and what's mine
Diamonds is girls best friend
So why's he cryin'?

See when y'all hear it get near it
And you recognize the lyrics
You trained to refrain
And you start to fear it

Escapism
Like today there ain't racism
Obviously y'all ain't see
Black folks on TV

Judgment calls
Made on behalf of you and me
Or you and I
Do or die

I say an I for an I
Dividin' line
Got the poor people
Payin' for crime

Corporations gettin' paid off our jail time
Now y'all can tell Russell
Yes, I knock the hustle

'Cause 2 million in lock down
Under federal muscle
Beyond the streets

These kids is always watchin'
Watching some of these jerks
When they go berserk
So I work

Played in Cincinnati
Wit my whole head nappy
Made a rally in the street
Wit nothin' but a beat

Gotta grudge against a judge
Kick 'em out that seat
You are what you eat
So what you eatin'?

Same message to your mind
Be self defeatin'
Sick n tired of bein' sick
And tired of bein' beaten

Saw 'em drop it like it
Was way too hot and too fast
For hip hop, doo wop, rock or bop
Ain't here to hurt you

Don't hang in them circles
Government ain't got me
Yet so y'all don't stop me
See a stampede of fake cats

Runnin' from Bill Cosby
What does he gotta do wit you doin' you?
Y'all know what?

DJ, Lord gimme that cut
Bring that beat back
That's what's up

Feedback from truly
Freed blacks
Gotta think outta this
Box of hard knocks

Lined 'em up at Fort Knox
To die in Iraq
You don't know I rock?
What you under a rock?

Old cats beggin' us to bring that beat back
Each generation thinks
The next one is wack
Jump started in the daze of crack

R&B Reagan, daddy Bush
Way the hell on back
Pray to god
Feel like I got a church in myself

Good god, uh, can't get no help
I say again health care cutback
Shit is wack
Bring that beat back

They say the youth don't matter
And the old don't mind
It takes a lotta spine
To build all them young minds

Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time
Album what? We just makin' one at a time
To save another brother whose life on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine

Signs of a soul gone solo, robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines

So cats can say what's hers and what's mine
Diamonds is girls best friend
So why's he cryin'?

See when y'all hear it get near it
And you recognize the lyrics
You trained to refrain
And you start to fear it

Escapism
Like today there ain't racism
Obviously y'all ain't see
Black folks on TV

Judgment calls
Made on behalf of you and me
Or you and I
Do or die

I say an I for an I
Dividin' line
Got the poor people
Payin' for crime

Corporations gettin' paid off our jail time
Now y'all can tell Russell
Yes, I knock the hustle

'Cause 2 million in lock down
Under federal muscle
Beyond the streets

These kids is always watchin'
Watching some of these jerks
When they go berserk
So I work

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Gotta Give The Peeps What They Need (Impossebull Soulpower Posse Mixx)

Public Enemy

4:29

(Intro)
Our society is fucked up, they're fucking our brothers and sisters up
These white motherfuckers have fucked us up...
This ain't by no goddamn accident...

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down
Projects, pop offs, issues, payback
Sickness, lockdown, get it
Free Mumia and H. Rap Brown

Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need

What you know about Soul
If you got's none then we'll loan ya some...

C'mon!

Flow on, the project, the pop off
Low tempo to go off, COINTEL better go to hell
Bout that time hear the bell y'all .. (c'mon)
Gotta lotta nerve never knowing Assata
Gotcha mind wading in the water.. contract.. Gotcha!
Motown, Stax, bring the beat back
(Bring that beat back!)
The Sound, free Mumia and H. Rap Brown
Sure enough going down now
Jamil Al Amin, nahmean? (yeah)
Y'all missin' this is like dissin' this
See your Uncle Sam pissing on this
He's running real low on my shit list
Take 'em all out with the quickness

Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down
Lookout!

Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need

New breed of MC and get the flow on
Body, mind, soul enough to go on
Ughh!! Better go on
Gotta get on so I can spit on
Guitar to get on the pick on (damn)
Shuffle now, the popcorn
Free H. Rap c'mon
Nothing new uhh.. better walk on
Ughhh... get my talk on
Never knew a {?} to get your money on
So on and so on
Do it like Mike - "Sha-mon!"
The original right here, Uptown Saturday Night
Uggghhh, get it, and get your head right...
Ya'll don't know nothin' about this ... ughhh
Real thing ughhh make your soul ring

Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down

Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, down, down, down

(Intro)
Our society is fucked up, they're fucking our brothers and sisters up
These white motherfuckers have fucked us up...
This ain't by no goddamn accident...

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down
Projects, pop offs, issues, payback
Sickness, lockdown, get it
Free Mumia and H. Rap Brown

Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need

What you know about Soul
If you got's none then we'll loan ya some...

C'mon!

Flow on, the project, the pop off
Low tempo to go off, COINTEL better go to hell
Bout that time hear the bell y'all .. (c'mon)
Gotta lotta nerve never knowing Assata
Gotcha mind wading in the water.. contract.. Gotcha!
Motown, Stax, bring the beat back
(Bring that beat back!)
The Sound, free Mumia and H. Rap Brown
Sure enough going down now
Jamil Al Amin, nahmean? (yeah)
Y'all missin' this is like dissin' this
See your Uncle Sam pissing on this
He's running real low on my shit list
Take 'em all out with the quickness

Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want, gotta give the people what they need

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down
Lookout!

Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need

New breed of MC and get the flow on
Body, mind, soul enough to go on
Ughh!! Better go on
Gotta get on so I can spit on
Guitar to get on the pick on (damn)
Shuffle now, the popcorn
Free H. Rap c'mon
Nothing new uhh.. better walk on
Ughhh... get my talk on
Never knew a {?} to get your money on
So on and so on
Do it like Mike - "Sha-mon!"
The original right here, Uptown Saturday Night
Uggghhh, get it, and get your head right...
Ya'll don't know nothin' about this ... ughhh
Real thing ughhh make your soul ring

Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need
Before you get what you want.. gotta give the people what they need

Cameras, action, lights
What, lookout, civil rights
Whiplash, po-po, fed-lillers, killin' kids
Crisis, c'mon, get it now, sound
COINTEL, going down

Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, going down, going down, going down
Going down, down, down, down

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Watch The Door (Warhammer On Watch Mixx)

Public Enemy

4:27

(Intro: Chuck D)
Watch the door, Chuck D, Public Enemy
Paris, Guerilla Funk, Rebirth of a Nation 2006
Everybody needs somebody to watch the door as it's goin on
Securin you - who's securin what?!
Watch the door

(Chuck D)
Now I'm down to do your thing if your thing's the right thing
P.E. ain't tryin to hear no fat lady sing (naw)
Don't get it twisted cause we still love the music in the past
Through the years see them use it then abuse it
Some of these cats ain't sat down, washed their hands
and say to the grace to the game, so they're a disgrace to the race
Dig it, P-Dog we be diggin them party joints
Beats for everybody joints
Takin care and persevere I'm makin my point
Message around the world, rap be's for the poor
You on the floor, we at the door
Rob the rich, give to the poor

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Rob the rich, give to the poor
Give back to get back cause we watch the door

(Chuck D)
Cause it's about to go down these cowboys have jumped the corral
Survival yeah we got the nerve to serve
Like a hip-hop bible, don't libel
Guerilla Funk, they got the title
The late great, no need to donate dollars
I don't care if they poppin collars and holla's
Who can't think between drinks, Chuck D I'm the driver
Hard act to follow, I think for tomorrow
Remix of old P.E. hits, I ain't up against it
If it was up to me I'd give it all away (yeah)
Anyway, uploads for my people to download
Shit so hot, iPods explode
One at a time baby, for your mind baby
Uhh, to keep your soul in control baby
Not crazy this party's for everybody
You on the floor, and I be watchin the door

(Chorus) - 2X

(samples - some scratched)
"You sold us out!"
"They don't pay you enough to do that boy"
"You sold us out!"
"Some things you don't sell"
"You sold us out!"
"They don't pay you enough to do that boy"
"You sold us out!"
"Too much, get away from stuff like that"

(Chuck D)
Multiply, do not divide
Think globally, act locally
Passport, showin no support
Makin World War III, lookin like a sport
Human race, in the only place
we know as Earth, right in our face
And the firebombs, and the toxic waste
Will leave this world without a trace
And we don't want no other war
Too late the feds done closed the door
And we the peeps get spoken for
The people want peace but the people get a quota
Got the cure, high price for sure
Fix the rich, and damn the poor
Laptops, shoes, off says the law
Make love, fuck the war

(Chorus) - 2X (fades out)

(Chuck D - continues to fade)
You're damn right!
Public Enemy, Rebirth of a Nation
Paris, Guerilla Funk
2006 for yo' bad ass
Yeah, somebody gotta watch the damn door!

(Chuck D)
Now I'm down to do your thing if your thing's the right thing
P.E. ain't tryin to hear no fat lady sing (naw)
Don't get it twisted cause we still love the music in the past
Through the years see them use it then abuse it
Some of these cats ain't sat down, washed their hands
and say to the grace to the game, so they're a disgrace to the race
Dig it, P-Dog we be diggin them party joints
Beats for everybody joints
Takin care and persevere I'm makin my point
Message around the world, rap be's for the poor
You on the floor, we at the door
Rob the rich, give to the poor

(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Rob the rich, give to the poor
Give back to get back cause we watch the door

(Chuck D)
Cause it's about to go down these cowboys have jumped the corral
Survival yeah we got the nerve to serve
Like a hip-hop bible, don't libel
Guerilla Funk, they got the title
The late great, no need to donate dollars
I don't care if they poppin collars and holla's
Who can't think between drinks, Chuck D I'm the driver
Hard act to follow, I think for tomorrow
Remix of old P.E. hits, I ain't up against it
If it was up to me I'd give it all away (yeah)
Anyway, uploads for my people to download
Shit so hot, iPods explode
One at a time baby, for your mind baby
Uhh, to keep your soul in control baby
Not crazy this party's for everybody
You on the floor, and I be watchin the door

(Chorus) - 2X

(samples - some scratched)
"You sold us out!"
"They don't pay you enough to do that boy"
"You sold us out!"
"Some things you don't sell"
"You sold us out!"
"They don't pay you enough to do that boy"
"You sold us out!"
"Too much, get away from stuff like that"

(Chuck D)
Multiply, do not divide
Think globally, act locally
Passport, showin no support
Makin World War III, lookin like a sport
Human race, in the only place
we know as Earth, right in our face
And the firebombs, and the toxic waste
Will leave this world without a trace
And we don't want no other war
Too late the feds done closed the door
And we the peeps get spoken for
The people want peace but the people get a quota
Got the cure, high price for sure
Fix the rich, and damn the poor
Laptops, shoes, off says the law
Make love, fuck the war

(Chorus) - 2X (fades out)

(Chuck D - continues to fade)
You're damn right!
Public Enemy, Rebirth of a Nation
Paris, Guerilla Funk
2006 for yo' bad ass
Yeah, somebody gotta watch the damn door!

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Superman'S Black In The Building (Mauly T Remix)

Public Enemy

4:09

Jump back poppin that track
Gonna wreck it now

Watchin yall --to the record now
Catchin yall attention
So shake it now
Oh no find my flow
Gonna break it down
Came a long way
You cant take it now
--regulatin on the regular
Do your thing. on the floor
Can you kick it now

Do your thing
Do the damn thing baby
Cmon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell wit the wire taps
New booby traps
Hear the hand claps uh
Where the party at?

Do the damn thing
Getcha gravy on
Cause i be gettin it down
And your crazy on
Go on and on an on till the break of dawn
I give a damn
Cause damn is ya baby gone

Do whatcha wanna do
But try to do the right thing
If its the right thing
Then go on
Do the damn thing
I know you get soul
Like a bbq chicken wing
Thet me like a king
Lemme hear you sing

Money cant buy you love
Thought you knew that
Eight days a week
Livin like a rugrat
Sex machine cant face fact
Gotta chase the cat
Hear the hand claps
Turn the damn thing up
Here we go again
No means no
So now you know again

Flow it like a poet
Get ready then
Dance gotcha trembin in dem timberland
Jumpback poppin that track
Gonna shake it now
Check the cat
Gettin wreck gonna break it down the record now
Gotta break it down
Rhymin this flow on the go
Cmon get it now

Yeah...
I'm saying we went from Gods to niggas
From queens to bitches
Who in the hell told you that you were in heaven
Who in the hell told you that you were in heaven
Platinum gold a house and a car
But poverty all around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for the super rich who call it modern living
But the Man from the east calls it a wilderness
Cause heaven for whites is hell for blacks in america
Heaven and hell are two conditions of Life
Not a place up there or a place down there
It's a condition of life on earth so value Life
Heaven is not things
It's a higher level of thinking
And at the moment one may change the conditions of Life
Our people think a job, partying and endless flow of women and moet,
Krystal and how much sex you can have is heaven
Sometimes you got to think that it may not be heaven all the time
But being able to meet Life's struggles head on, head on, head on
Without compromising your Soul soul soul soul
In this worlds Life
Not Life after death
Life on earth
Life
Not worrying about how you are gonna eat or put clothes on your children
Sit yourself in heaven at once
A woman is a very important part of heaven
She produces heaven with you
And if she is connected to the source of Life
So heaven is a condition of Life
And you can have it on earth
SO VALUE LIFE
VALUE LIFE
Who in the hell told yall you were in heaven
Oh, Oh
Lord Have Mercy!

Jump back poppin that track
Gonna wreck it now

Watchin yall --to the record now
Catchin yall attention
So shake it now
Oh no find my flow
Gonna break it down
Came a long way
You cant take it now
--regulatin on the regular
Do your thing. on the floor
Can you kick it now

Do your thing
Do the damn thing baby
Cmon bring it now
Go back like 8 tracks and cadillacs
Way before crack even similac
Hell wit the wire taps
New booby traps
Hear the hand claps uh
Where the party at?

Do the damn thing
Getcha gravy on
Cause i be gettin it down
And your crazy on
Go on and on an on till the break of dawn
I give a damn
Cause damn is ya baby gone

Do whatcha wanna do
But try to do the right thing
If its the right thing
Then go on
Do the damn thing
I know you get soul
Like a bbq chicken wing
Thet me like a king
Lemme hear you sing

Money cant buy you love
Thought you knew that
Eight days a week
Livin like a rugrat
Sex machine cant face fact
Gotta chase the cat
Hear the hand claps
Turn the damn thing up
Here we go again
No means no
So now you know again

Flow it like a poet
Get ready then
Dance gotcha trembin in dem timberland
Jumpback poppin that track
Gonna shake it now
Check the cat
Gettin wreck gonna break it down the record now
Gotta break it down
Rhymin this flow on the go
Cmon get it now

Yeah...
I'm saying we went from Gods to niggas
From queens to bitches
Who in the hell told you that you were in heaven
Who in the hell told you that you were in heaven
Platinum gold a house and a car
But poverty all around you by far
People living under bridges or in a car
Heaven for the super rich who call it modern living
But the Man from the east calls it a wilderness
Cause heaven for whites is hell for blacks in america
Heaven and hell are two conditions of Life
Not a place up there or a place down there
It's a condition of life on earth so value Life
Heaven is not things
It's a higher level of thinking
And at the moment one may change the conditions of Life
Our people think a job, partying and endless flow of women and moet,
Krystal and how much sex you can have is heaven
Sometimes you got to think that it may not be heaven all the time
But being able to meet Life's struggles head on, head on, head on
Without compromising your Soul soul soul soul
In this worlds Life
Not Life after death
Life on earth
Life
Not worrying about how you are gonna eat or put clothes on your children
Sit yourself in heaven at once
A woman is a very important part of heaven
She produces heaven with you
And if she is connected to the source of Life
So heaven is a condition of Life
And you can have it on earth
SO VALUE LIFE
VALUE LIFE
Who in the hell told yall you were in heaven
Oh, Oh
Lord Have Mercy!

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Mklvfkwr (Dj Johnny Juice On The Loose Remix)

Public Enemy

2:59

Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe

Chuck
Just gonna drop this on one of them moby beats
Here we go

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright/ yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
Like you really do care

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
Like you really do care

Cmon
Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Rather be sittin just a gettin it
Power to the people not the governments
Capitalists,communists, terrorists
Swear to god i dont know the difference
Makin new slaves outta immigrants
Wanna know where all that money went
Another trillion spent by the goverment
Here the bomb go. sent by the president

Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace

Cmon
Put your hands in the air

Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Tell the leaders
They gotta feed us
Grand theft oil
Gonna bleed us
New whirl odor
Doesnt need us
Call for peace
Better heed us
Dictators
Human haters
Hand on the bomb , mass debators
Finger on the button infiltrators
Mklvfkwr
Peace will save us

Cmon

Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Flav;
Check one two we want everybody to put this sign up in the air
And at the count of three
Everybody tell me what this sign means
Peace

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright now/

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright now/

Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace

Moby pemoby pemoby pemoby pe

Chuck
Just gonna drop this on one of them moby beats
Here we go

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright/ yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
Like you really do care

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace sign high
Like you really do care

Cmon
Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Rather be sittin just a gettin it
Power to the people not the governments
Capitalists,communists, terrorists
Swear to god i dont know the difference
Makin new slaves outta immigrants
Wanna know where all that money went
Another trillion spent by the goverment
Here the bomb go. sent by the president

Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace

Cmon
Put your hands in the air

Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Tell the leaders
They gotta feed us
Grand theft oil
Gonna bleed us
New whirl odor
Doesnt need us
Call for peace
Better heed us
Dictators
Human haters
Hand on the bomb , mass debators
Finger on the button infiltrators
Mklvfkwr
Peace will save us

Cmon

Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / now

Flav;
Check one two we want everybody to put this sign up in the air
And at the count of three
Everybody tell me what this sign means
Peace

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright now/

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright / yall

Cmon
Put your hands in the air
Allright now/

Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace
Power to the people
Cause the people want peace

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Public Enemy No.1 (Deelo 2g1 Remix)

Public Enemy

5:23

Yo Chuck, bust a move man
I was on my way up here to the studio
Ya know what I'm sayin'
And this brother stop me and axe me
Yo wassup with that brother Chuckie D,
he swear he nice
I said
Yo the brother don't swear he's nice,
he knows he's nice
Ya know what I'm sayin'
So Chuck, we gotta fill in
You turn him into a Public Enemy man
Now remeber that line you was kicking to me
On the way out to LA ??? ??? ???
While we was in the car
on our way to the Shot
Well yo right now kick
the bass for them brothers
And let them know
What goes on
What goes on
Well I'm all in - put it up on the board
Another rapper shot down from
the mouth that roared
1-2-3 down for the count
The result of my
s - oh yes, no doubt
Cold rock rap - 49er supreme
Is what I choose and I use
I never lose to a team
Cause I can can go solo - like a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls wanna have my photo
Run in their room - hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked them all
Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees
You can't rock the kid - so go cut the cheese
Take this application of rhymes like these
My rap's red hot - 110 degrees
So don't start bassin' I'll start placin'
Bets on that you'll be disgracing
You and your mind from
a beatin' from my rhymes
A time for a crime that I can't find
I'll show you my gun - my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
One One One One One One One
You got no rap - but you want to battle
It's like havin' a boat - but you got no paddle
Cause I never pause - I say it because
I don't break in stores - but I break all laws
Written while sittin' - all fittin' not bitten
Givin' me the juice that your not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer
so you can tell your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer
I'm the rhyme player - the ozone layer
A battle what? Here's a bible start your prayer
This word to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened
just admit you lied
You just got caught a - for going out of order
And now you're servin'
football teams their water
You messed with the master, word to Chuck
And I'll wax cold tax,
made sure you got dome
You just got dissed - all but dismissed
Sucker duck emcees - you get me pissed
It's no fun - being on the run
Because they got me
Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
Don't you know, don't you know
I got a posse over force to back me up
Watch out, we got never the match
Ambush attack on my back
doubleteamin', get creamed
So we have us ??? ???
Wanna hear it again
We got a force - enemy down
The L.I. circuit sound
Ain't it Chuckie D, myself and KG
Flavor, DJ Melody
Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes
that make us groom
To make all the ladies swoom
But it's also the words from outer region
a goldboy session
Kickin' like Bruce Lee's chinese connection
On stereo - never ever ???
All wax - yes I'm talkin' about vinyl
They said stop freeze
I got froze up
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
One - One - One
For all you suckers
liars, your cheap amplifiers
You crossed up wires are always starting fires
You grown up criers
now here's a pair of pliers
Get a job like your mother
I heard she fixes old dryers
You have no desires - your father fixes tires
You try to sell ya equipment
but you get no buyers
It's you they never hire
you're never on flyers
Cause you and your crew
is only known as good triers
Known as the poetic political
al son
I'm Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
One - One - One
Yeah, that's right Chuck man
That's what you gotta do
You gotta tell them just like that
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Cause yo man,
let me tell you a little somethin' man
These brothers runnin' around - hard headed
Makin' a little jealous
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Just like that, ya know
They try to bring you down with 'em
But yo Chuck, you gotta let 'em know
who's who in the world of
beat
You gotta let 'em know that this is the 80's
And we can get all the ladies
And in the backyard we got a fly Mercedes
And that's the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Let me tell you a little somethin' man

Yo Chuck, bust a move man
I was on my way up here to the studio
Ya know what I'm sayin'
And this brother stop me and axe me
Yo wassup with that brother Chuckie D, 
he swear he nice
I said
Yo the brother don't swear he's nice, 
he knows he's nice
Ya know what I'm sayin'
So Chuck, we gotta fill in
You turn him into a Public Enemy man
Now remeber that line you was kicking to me
On the way out to LA ??? ??? ???
While we was in the car 
on our way to the Shot 
Well yo right now kick 
the bass for them brothers
And let them know
What goes on
What goes on
Well I'm all in - put it up on the board
Another rapper shot down from 
the mouth that roared
1-2-3 down for the count
The result of my 
s - oh yes, no doubt
Cold rock rap - 49er supreme
Is what I choose and I use 
I never lose to a team
Cause I can can go solo - like a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls wanna have my photo
Run in their room - hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked them all
Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees
You can't rock the kid - so go cut the cheese
Take this application of rhymes like these
My rap's red hot - 110 degrees
So don't start bassin' I'll start placin'
Bets on that you'll be disgracing
You and your mind from 
a beatin' from my rhymes
A time for a crime that I can't find
I'll show you my gun - my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
One One One One One One One 
You got no rap - but you want to battle
It's like havin' a boat - but you got no paddle
Cause I never pause - I say it because
I don't break in stores - but I break all laws
Written while sittin' - all fittin' not bitten
Givin' me the juice that your not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer 
so you can tell your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer
I'm the rhyme player - the ozone layer
A battle what? Here's a bible start your prayer
This word to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened 
just admit you lied
You just got caught a - for going out of order
And now you're servin' 
football teams their water
You messed with the master, word to Chuck
And I'll wax cold tax, 
made sure you got dome 
You just got dissed - all but dismissed
Sucker duck emcees - you get me pissed
It's no fun - being on the run
Because they got me 
Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
Don't you know, don't you know
I got a posse over force to back me up
Watch out, we got never the match
Ambush attack on my back 
doubleteamin', get creamed
So we have us ??? ???
Wanna hear it again
We got a force - enemy down
The L.I. circuit sound
Ain't it Chuckie D, myself and KG 
Flavor, DJ Melody
Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes 
that make us groom
To make all the ladies swoom 
But it's also the words from outer region 
a goldboy session
Kickin' like Bruce Lee's chinese connection
On stereo - never ever ???
All wax - yes I'm talkin' about vinyl
They said stop freeze
I got froze up
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
One - One - One
For all you suckers 
liars, your cheap amplifiers
You crossed up wires are always starting fires
You grown up criers 
now here's a pair of pliers
Get a job like your mother 
I heard she fixes old dryers
You have no desires - your father fixes tires
You try to sell ya equipment 
but you get no buyers
It's you they never hire 
you're never on flyers
Cause you and your crew 
is only known as good triers
Known as the poetic political 
al son
I'm Public Enemy number one
One - One - One
One - One - One
One - One - One
Yeah, that's right Chuck man
That's what you gotta do
You gotta tell them just like that
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Cause yo man, 
let me tell you a little somethin' man
These brothers runnin' around - hard headed
Makin' a little jealous
Ya know what I'm sayin'
Just like that, ya know
They try to bring you down with 'em
But yo Chuck, you gotta let 'em know 
who's who in the world of
beat
You gotta let 'em know that this is the 80's
And we can get all the ladies
And in the backyard we got a fly Mercedes
And that's the way the story goes
That's just the way the story goes
Let me tell you a little somethin' man

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Do You Wanna Go Our Way??? (23 Skidoo Uk Remix)

Public Enemy

4:54

Now what sound of my DJ cuts
Terminator's back on some ol' fools track
Takes a nation of sellouts to keep us back
Flippin disco raps used to be whack
Now what you hear is what you lack
Take a lil bit of this a lil bit of dat
Who dropped the bomb on hip hop
Who got biggie and who shot tupac
What's forgot / ain't no eazy, no scott larock
Now what's rap gotta do wit what you got
For whom the bell tolls
Is that the way the story goes
85% believing all the videos
God knows / who controls the radios
Some people chose the road to be hoes
And so i rose / in the middle of all the woes
And def jam / negroes turnin up their nose
There's one way in no way out
No doubt the body count
Gettin headz checkin out

Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down

Time to make life shine again like glass
Gotta make it shine like glass

Outraged against the scene
Proofread the script
Flipped it back so i'm back in gang green
We interrupt this routine i had a dream
Da clean protein smacked the gangsta lean
Between the triple team
Wiped em out like a drought
Damn i'm raps tetracycline
Them lips foretold these apocalypse
Everything had a shot
And got hit wit bullshit
Twisted politics tricks i couldn't get wit
As one quits another nitwit hits
All the way crazy, shady
World turned upside down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come tumblin down
Why he and she gotta die
Now how dat sound

Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down

On & on to the break a dawn
Some the 100 meter dash i'm the marathon
Been around a long time
But the rhyme the same
Sound remains insane
Exchange the reign
Ain't that somethin
Figure i smashed the pumpkin
So i parallel the brains of cobain
Show no shame like the pain of kane
Gettin madd opposition hip to the game
It's that gran ol' pe ammo
Different time different channel
Funky piano
Here to witness get on up with a quickness
S1's in the house
Wit the thickness that get dis
1 2 3 4 5 attackin they frat
Griff is back got 5 on it black
The track got x on the decks
Terminators back cause a dat is whack
On the 1 and 2
Yeah go flavor
Pe hit the road gettin set to explode
Fight the power for peace
Can't forget the war mode
Overload
There she blows
Here we go
Now you know
Damn another alamo

Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down

Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down
Do you wanna go our way
This the way we puttin this down

Time to make life shine again like glass
Gotta make it shine like glass

Outraged against the scene
Proofread the script
Flipped it back so i'm back in gang green
We interrupt this routine i had a dream
Da clean protein smacked the gangsta lean
Between the triple team
Wiped em out like a drought
Damn i'm raps tetracycline
Them lips foretold these apocalypse
Everything had a shot
And got hit wit bullshit
Twisted politics tricks i couldn't get wit
As one quits another nitwit hits
All the way crazy, shady
World turned upside down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come tumblin down
Why he and she gotta die
Now how dat sound

On & on to the break a dawn
Some the 100 meter dash i'm the marathon
Been around a long time
But the rhyme the same
Sound remains insane
Exchange the reign
Ain't that somethin
Figure i smashed the pumpkin
So i parallel the brains of cobain
Show no shame like the pain of kane
Gettin madd opposition hip to the game
It's that gran ol' pe ammo
Different time different channel
Funky piano
Here to witness get on up with a quickness
S1's in the house
Wit the thickness that get dis
1 2 3 4 5 attackin they frat
Griff is back got 5 on it black
The track got x on the decks
Terminators back cause a dat is whack
On the 1 and 2
Yeah go flavor
Pe hit the road gettin set to explode
Fight the power for peace
Can't forget the war mode
Overload
There she blows
Here we go
Now you know
Damn another alamo

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World Tour Sessions (Rae & Christian Remix)

Public Enemy

4:25

Behold The Whole Planet
Upside Down I Put It Down
Shuttin Down Disco Clowns
I Get Around
This Rap Game's Like A Sport
Been Thru 2 Passports
Ass Stay Up In Airports
Black Man Still Gettin No Support
Compensation We Ain't Seein
Split By Europeans
Damn Treated Less Than Human Beings
No Matter
Africa, Brazil, East St. Louis Or The Caribbean
Traveled The 7 Seas
Rocked Many Races
Spread The Cash Cleaned Trash
In A Lotta Low Places

Seen The Look Of Love On Many Madd Faces
When I Rhymed About The Time
And Not The Paper Chases
People All Over The World Given Madd Respect
When I Identified Who The Government Wrekked
What's The Soundscan
Ask The Company Rep
They Don't Care
They Just About Keepin Their Checks

Round and Round And Round We Go
Where The Worlds Headed Nobody Knows

Hear The Crime Rhyme Created A Lotta Robots

Can The Real Lyric Fix The Shit That The Time Forgot
Loops Gotcha Brain Gettin Locked
Loaded Up Wit Words That Never Meant Alot
And You Can't Call The Cops
And Yall Don't Really Know
And Yall Don't Hear Me Through
Takes A Nation Of Big Brains
To Break Up That Flow
And The Game Ain't Changed
But The Heads Be Rearranged
In Danger
My Language Is Rappin In Anger
I Be Bangin So I Point My Finger
While We Sleep
Racists Set Us Up Like Sheep
Every Time I Go Someplace
Slaves Up In My Face
Black People In A Plantation State
No Control Of Soul
Wouldn't Know Our Fate
Now Am I Wrong To Hate Hate
38 Countries 51 States Now You Tell Me
Who In The World Gonna Compensate
100 Million Lost Make A Nigga Wait
Gotta Beg The Queen To Get Food On Our Plate

Round and Round And Round We Go
Where The Worlds Headed Nobody Knows

Put It Up (Molotov Cocktail Assault Mixx)

Public Enemy

5:22

cant understand some of these
rhymin in circles
now patroitic emcees
on bent knees
by six degrees
lord have mercy
even the voice of god rehearses
attack of the 50 ft verses
supermama this time around gotta few curses
papa gotta new bag of cant get
worse comes to worse
cant get enough
of tryin it
sayin nothing goin noplace no time soon
but buyin it
like gettin in a car without drivin it
still black rock the wax like stax
i rip , i mix
full screen like imax
so i max
relax
off the deep end
get deep in the record
100 beats per second
cut down the like rhymes
cause they get redundant
refuse to stoop to stupid
cause they dumbed it
down
like motown
say it loud
damn
like im the new james brown uh

put it up (repeat)

rocked the concoction
a potion of too much emotion
uh,im a keep it in motion
call it whatcha wanna
bus stop ,lectric slide cha cha
funky 16 corners

hot like jill scotts blues
but damn too old for 22s
but i can still move
groove
lets roll
you cant do your thing
if your things the wrong thing
tax the payers
stack paper
but you failed as an eighth grader
dumb ass
failed every math class
plus i know this like otis
i like to know
are you ready for some super dynamite soul
f -it thats how it gos?
beyond the cornrows
if i cant talk , get to steppin
tougue can be a tool and weapon
listen

put it up (repeat)

tycoons
damn im tired of these coons
rhymin in circles
words can either help or hurt you
or be neutral
cats still might shoot you
what suits you
if you gots issues
a thousand tatoos
confused in 200 dollar gym shoes
spendin more than u got
2002 blues
give it up turn it loose
aint no use
rest of you
screamin rescue me from the residue
fast break 5s on 2
us against you
so what you gonna do?

put it up (repeat)