Lyrics Stop In The Name... - Public Enemy

Stop In The Name...

Be alright, bring it on, bring it on, yeah
Come on and I can
Alright, then, uh, yeah
I like it more when
Full fledgin', never sat on my legend
No shuffle or shoulder shruggin'
Uncle Tommin', nickel and dime rhymin'
This renegade rippin' rugged trax, I love it
Sorta black owned like da Denver Nuggets
The original harder hitter is back in black
On deck wit a turtleneck
Uh, ha, you can drink all you want
But hard don’t make da liquid matter you intake
The logical, sorta psychological
Brother like butter spread to one another
Lord, have mercy
Thicker da blunt and got sicker
Once upon a rhyme all bigger
Meant was for bigga cotton picker
Leave alone, the men from the mice
Who twice packs da gatt, turn into dirty rats
I’m comin' wit the antidote
I hope they cope to da rhythm I wrote
Come and get, oh, yes, Lord
Pawns in da game goin' down da drain
Final call to my race in pain
Stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name
Stop in the name
Stop, stop in the name