Public Enemy - Public Enemy #1 lyrics

Yo, Chuck, bust a move, man I was on my way up here to the studio Ya know what I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me "Yo, wa**up 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, I got a feelin' You turn him into a Public Enemy, man Now remember that line you was kickin' to me On the way out to L.A. [Incomprehensible] While we was in the car, on our way to the Shot Well yo, right now, kick the ba** for them brothers An' 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 lyrics, oh yes, no doubt Cold rock rap, 49er supreme Is what I choose an' I use, I never lose to a team 'Cause I can go solo, like a Tyson bolo Make the fly girls wanna have my photo Run in their room and hang it on the wall In remembrance that I rocked them all s**ers, ducks, ho hum MCs 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 ba**in', I'll start placin' Bets on that? You'll be disgracin' You an' 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 goin' out of order An' now you're servin' football teams their water You messed with the master, word to Chuck An' I'll wax cold tax, made sure you got dunked You just got dissed, all but dismissed s**er duck MCs, you get me pissed It's no fun bein' 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 of a force to back me up Watch out, we got never the match Ambush attack, on my back, double teamin', get creamed So we have us, so you're okay? Wanna hear it again? We got a force Enemy down, the L.I. circuit sound Ain't it Chuckie D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ Melody Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that make us groom To make all the ladies swoon But it's also the words from our direction, a gold boy session Kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese connection On stereo, never ever mind, yo 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 s**ers, liars and cheap amplifiers Your crossed up wires are always startin' 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 an' your crew is only known as good triers Known as the poetic, political, lyrical 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 They get 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 An' we can get all the ladies An' in the backyard we got a fly Mercedes An' that's the way the story goes That's just the way the story goes