Paris (Rapper) - Hard Rhymin' lyrics

Hard Truth Soldier radio [Sister Souljah] Brothers and sisters, this is not a test I've been asked by Public Enemy leader Chuck D to make this emergency Announcement The police in your cities, for all intents and purposes Have declared open season on black people (hey yo check one two) Public Enemy was driven into the underground by government forces However a small resistance is forming Both Terminator X and Chuck D have resurfaced Leading a small mobile rebel unit, "The Valley of the Jeep Beats" (1-2-3-4-5-6) [Chuck D] Hard rhyme and the rebel is on the mic One time, rhyme animal's on the mic They're still keepin, youth asleep an' We in the hood with heat and still beatin And we back with the rap that packs the room Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move Can't hush the bumrush, we bust the sound With these sonic bombs, feel the pressure all around Raise the level I'm up again rhymin Ridin on the devil since I began rhymin Hell we bring back the meat that rap lacks Cause like I said, we got sold down the river And I ain't for these racist wars A lie's fed by these TV who*es I know it's more to news fake the truth We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy [Hook 2X: Chuck D] + (Paris) Hard rhyme when the rebel is on the mic One time rhyme animal's on the mic (It's P.E. - whattup - it's on you, brother what'chu wanna do) (Brother tell me if it's on, it's on) [Chuck D] Now hip-hop was a gift that lifted up Loved rap 'til the companies ripped it up Now the soul is set, we've been had like jazz If you down for change then they take your voice away And then they tell you the best is white Co-signed by a n***a that pimped the mic Make the rule the view that the beef is cool But what it do is fool the few fools who buy the feud Keep the people all blind and dumb dancin Never let a record that wreck become rampant See the street copycat the crap rap and songs Not knowin "There's a POISON Goin' On" 'Til the message revealed and I show But you never get to hear it on the radio Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, f** Jack! Bust that, squeeze, rewind the sh**, c'mon [Hook] [Interlude - scratching and samples] "C'mon now!" DJ Lord "Here we go again" "C'mon now!" Guerilla Funk (Hey yo check one..) [Chuck D] We move as a team to keep them demons out Y'all know what I'm talkin about See 'em used, abused, confused us into thinkin that Bein ghetto mean the same as bein ignorant And so we strive to rise and get by No peace for the beast we police and shine the light Culture vanish on the television pimpin those On "Cribs" in a home that they never own Damn! Tell me that once again Radio and the video don't uplift Take a stand be demandin all my freedom and my civil rights Worldwide fight the plan and they genocide Yes the road is long and hard And when I'm gone you'll say I did my part Keep gunnin, we the crew that never lose On the ones and the motherf**in twos, Public Enemy [Hook] - 2X [Flavor Flav] Hey yo check one two Yeah that's right, Flavor Flav takin you back to the next millineum You know what I'm sayin? Always cold cold k**e-enum You know what I'm sayin? And I ain't playin It's all in the message that we're layin I got a secret weapon, you know what I'm sayin? Let's take two steps to the rear, we gettin out of here You know what I'm sayin? Operation Cold k**in 'Em to the next millenium Flavor Flav, rock the house Hey yo check one two