Public Enemy

I gotta do what I gotta do (uh)
So who the hell is you
To tell me how my song is wrong
You don't know
Layout & let the drummer go
You think my rap's about stealin'
But it's about feelin'
Sometimes drug dealin'
But few know how my flow
Don't get the proper review
I gotta do what I gotta do
Do whatcha gotta do first
Ooh
Here go da verse
I gotta do what I do best (uh)
Kick da Nitti & Ness
The danger zone
They better leave me alone
I got posse
Lus the feds had better watch me
I picked a bone wit' Arizona
Droppin' kickin' a mission
Wit' no permission
I let 'em know why I did what I did
I got dialogue
Got 'em to even sing along
& got the semiautomatic
Tongue to da young
When there's static
They come & try to get some
They had the nerve to call the president
An' I wasn't hesitant
To scream I was a resident
So-called power of the people
Lookin' for the truth
Like guessin' my vest was never bulletproof
I'm edgin' close to the line
& it's fine time to know