| Well I’m all in, put it up on the board
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| Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared
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| 1−2-3 down for the count
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| The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt
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| Cold rock rap — 49er supreme
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| Is what I choose and I use — I never lose to a team
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| Cause I can can go solo, like a Sugar Ray bolo
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| Make the fly girls wanna have my photo
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| Run in their room, hang it on the wall
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| In remembrance that I rocked them all
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| Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees
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| You can’t rock the kid, so go cut some cheese
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| Take this application of rhymes like these
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| My rap’s red hot, 110 degrees
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| So don’t start bassin’cause I’ll start placin'
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| Bets on that you’ll be disgracing
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| You and you mind from a beatin’from my rhymes
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| A time, a crime that I can’t find
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| I’ll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
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| Because I’m Public Enemy number one
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| You got no rap, but you want a battle
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| It’s like havin’a boat, but you got no paddle
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| Cause I never pause, I say it because
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| I don’t break in stores, but I break all laws
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| Written while sittin', all fittin’not bitten
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| Givin’me the juice that your not gettin'
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| I’m not a law obeyer, so you can tell your mayor
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| I’m a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer
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| I’m the rhyme player, the the ozone layer
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| A battle what? |
| Here’s a bible so start your prayer
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| A word to the wise is justified
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| If they ask you what happened, just admit you lied
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| You just got caught a, for going out of order
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| And now you’re servin’football teams their water
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| You just got dissed, all but dismissed
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| Sucker duck emcees, you get me pissed
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| It’s no fun, being on the run
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| Cause they got me, Public Enemy number one
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| For all you suckers, liars, your cheap amplifiers
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| You crossed up wires are always starting fires
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| For you grown up criers, now here’s a pair of pliers
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| Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers
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| You have no desires, your father fixes tires
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| You try to sell ya equipment, but you get no buyers
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| It’s you they never hire, you’re never on flyers
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| Cause you and your crew, is only known as good triers
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| Known as the poetic lyrical son
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| I’m Public Enemy number one |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Public Enemy No. 1 , by - Public Enemy. Song from the album Power To The People And The Beats - Public Enemy's Greatest Hits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп