| Where is Public Enemy? |
| What’s the big deal?
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| What’s your latest hit, brother?
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| (Fear of a Black Planet)
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| Man, don’t you worry 'bout a thing
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| 'Bout your daughter, nope she’s not my type
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| (But suppose she said she loved me?)
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| Are you afraid of the mix of Black and White?
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| Livin' in a land where the law say
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| Mixing of race makes the blood impure
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| She’s a woman I’m a man
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| Look at your face, I see ya can’t stand it
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| Man you need to calm down, don’t get mad
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| I don’t need your sista
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| But suppose she said she loved me?
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| Would you still love her or would you dismiss her?
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| What is pure? |
| Who is pure?
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| Is it European? |
| I ain’t sure
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| If the whole world was to come through peace and love
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| Then what would we be made of?
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| Excuse us for the news
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| You might not be amused
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| But did you know White comes from Black
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| No need to be confused
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| Excuse us for the news
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| I question those accused
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| Why is this fear of Black from White
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| Influence who you choose?
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| Man, I don’t want your wife
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| Stop screamin', it’s not the end of your life
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| (But suppose she said she loved me?)
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| What’s wrong with some color in your family tree?
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| I don’t know, hey, I’m just a rhyme sayer
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| Skins protected 'gainst the ozone layers
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| Breakdown, 2001
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| Might be best to be Black or just Brown, countdown
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| I’ve been wonderin' why people livin' in fear of my shade
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| (Or my high-top fade)
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| I’m not the one that’s runnin', but they got me on the run
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| Treat me like I had a gun
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| All I got is genes and chromosomes
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| Consider me Black to the bone
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| All I want is peace and love on this planet
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| Ain’t how that God planned it?
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| Excuse us for the news
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| You might not be amused
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| But did you know White comes from Black
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| No need to be confused
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| Excuse us for the news
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| I question those accused
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| Why is this fear of Black from White
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| Influence who you choose? |