| I got so much trouble on my mind
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| I refuse to lose
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| Here’s your ticket
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| Hear the drummer get wicked
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| The crew to you to push the back to Black
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| Attack so I sat and japped
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| Then slapped the Mac (Intosh)
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| Now I’m ready to mike it
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| (You know I like it) huh
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| Hear my favoritism roll Oh Never be a brother like to go solo
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| Lazer, anastasia, maze ya Ways to blaze your brain and train ya The way I’m livin', forgiven'
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| What I’m givin’up
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| X on the flex hit me now
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| I don’t know about later
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| As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid
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| Man I’ve had it up to here
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| Gear I wear got 'em goin’in fear
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| Rhetoric said
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| Read just a bit ago
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| Not quittin’though
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| Signed the hard rhymer
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| Work to keep from gettin’jerked
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| Changin’some ways
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| To way back in the better days
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| Raw metaphysically bold
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| Never followed a code
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| Still dropped a load
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| Never question what I am God knows
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| Cause it’s comin’from the heart
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| What I got better get some
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| (Get on up) hustler of culture
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| Snakebitten
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| Been spit in the face
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| But the rhymes keep fittin'
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| Respects been givin’how’s ya livin'
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| Now I can’t protect a pad off defect
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| Check the record
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| An reckon an intentional wreck
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| Played off as some intellect
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| Made the call, took the fall
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| Broke the laws
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| Not my fault they’re fallin’off
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| Known as fair square
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| Throughout my years
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| So I growl at the livin’foul
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| Black to the bone my home is your home
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| So welcome to the Terrordome
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| Subordinate terror
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| Kickin’off an era
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| Cold deliverin’pain
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| My 98 was 87 on a record yo So now I go Bronco
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| Crucifixion ain’t no fiction
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| So called chosen frozen
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| Apology made to who ever pleases
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| Still they got me like Jesus
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| I rather sing, bring, think reminisce
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| 'Bout a brother while I’m in sync
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| Every brother ain’t a brother cause a color
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| Just as well could be undercover
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| Backstabbed, grabbed a flag
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| From the back of the lab
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| Told a Rab get off the rag
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| Sad to say I got sold down the river
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| Still some quiver when I deliver
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| Never to say I never know or had a clue
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| Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard
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| Lies, scandalizin', basin'
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| Traits of hate who’s celebratin’wit satan?
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| I rope a dope the evil with righteous
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| Bobbin’and weavin’and let the good get even
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| C’mon down
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| And welcome to the Terrordome.
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| Caught in the race against time
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| The pit and the pendulum
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| Check the rhythm and rhymes
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| While I’m bendin''em
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| Snakes blowin’up the lines of design
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| Tryin’to blind the science I’m snedin''em
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| How to fight the power
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| Cannot run and hide
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| But it shouldn’t be suicide
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| In a game a fool without the rules
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| Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize
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| Every brother ain’t a brother
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| Cause a Black hand
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| Squeezed on Malcom X the man
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| The shootin’of Huey Newton
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| From a hand of a Nigger who pulled the trigger
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| It’s weak to speak and blame somebody else
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| When you destroy yourself
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| First nothing’s worse than a mother’s pain
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| Of a son slain in Bensonhurst
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| Can’t wait for the state to decide the fate
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| So this jam I dedicate
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| Places with racist faces
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| Just an example of one of many cases
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| The Greek weekend speech I speak
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| From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach)
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| I don’t smile in the line of fire
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| I go wildin'
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| But it’s on bass and drums even violins
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| Watcha do gitcha head ready
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| Instead of gettin’physically sweaty
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| When I get mad
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| I put it down on a pad
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| Give ya somethin’that cha never had controllin'
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| Fear of high rollin'
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| God bless your soul and keep livin'
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| Never allowed, kickin’it loud
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| Droppin’a bomb
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| Brain game intellectual Vietnam
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| Move as a team
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| Never move alone
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| But
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| Welcome to the Terrordome |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Welcome To The Terrordome , 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