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    Public Enemy

    What Kind Of Power We Got?

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    Добавлена 23 января 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Yo another day
    Another 49 cents
    Mr., Mr., why you always tryin to take all our money
    Because I am the government
    And you have to pay
    Stop tryin to take our money
    Yo, you gotta bust this
    We want justice
    From public enemy number one
    To cant trust this
    Like F Jim or Hyatt
    Because we're sick and fuckin tired
    Of being mistreated by the undefeated
    Power to the seat that cant be beat
    Probably gone is the head that make Clinton defeat
    Do all the talkin
    Plus crooked walkin
    Blind to the fact
    That the enemy is stalking
    Ways for days
    Search United States quite
    Were not a full power
    Cause the racial riot
    In my neighborhood
    We attempt to kill each other
    Politics said fuck power to the brother
    Be strong be righteous
    Dont be no sinister
    I got the word from bro. minister (minister)
    Farrakhan speaks
    And so does Muhammad
    The days of Ramagon is
    Protect you can harm it
    My statement is the fact
    To the highest degrees
    Flavor works this style, yo cant touch me
    What kind of power we got
    Soul power (8X)
    Bring it on (I know you got soul)
    Goin on it get it
    Gotta get it on
    Goin on it get it
    Gonna get it on (4X)
    Yo, some seek stardom
    And forgot all about Harlem
    Yo, fugess
    Rock the house!
    Now I dont know
    But tell me what you gonna do
    When the ending of time comes near
    What ever you do
    It's gotta be funky
    I am not tryin
    To put your life in full of fear
    By the favor skies
    We are flying
    Truth we be buying
    To buy out all the lying
    How you livin
    Were you livin
    Were you livin
    It aint got to be like that
    By doing the givin
    It was your own choice
    Scratched up your Rolls Royce
    Every dum friend you had
    Was glad to rejoice
    And turned into a nut
    Trying to make the pockets fatter
    One shoot in the head
    Everybody scatter
    The worlds gonna
    Catch on fire
    A funeral buyer
    Is a hard heads people desire
    Every night you tryer
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