Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song P.E. 2000 , by - Puff Daddy. Release date: 19.04.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
P.E. 2000 |
| Hey yo Puff, check this out pa |
| I’m tired of niggas hating on a mutha fucka |
| Let’s take it to the next millennium on these bitches |
| You got to keep bubblin on em |
| Platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas |
| Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like |
| «Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice» |
| I said yo, the brother dont swear he nice he knows he nice |
| You public enemy number one right now |
| But Fuck that there spit that hydro-ghetto shit |
| Let’s go |
| That’s that shit right here, whom shall I fear |
| Throw your guns in the air |
| Socialize, get down, let your ssoouull lead the way |
| Cause i’m that enemy that you can’t see |
| But you wanna be you ain’t shit to me |
| Playa, It ain’t hard for you to get to me |
| Playa, my real dogs they’ll spit for me |
| So if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart |
| I’ve seen em come and I’ve seen em part |
| If you ain’t want beef then why did you start? |
| Front from the light catch shots after dark |
| Suffer, duck or you’ll catch these |
| On the spot, red dots make em all believe |
| Ain’t nobody kicking the rhymes like these |
| See I do the things that they can’t achieve |
| So don’t start bassin' n' I’ll start pacing |
| Bets on that you’ll be disgracing |
| More hotter than the sun |
| I’m living on the run |
| Because i’m public enemy number one |
| One, One, One, One, One |
| One, One, One, One, One |
| Let me ask you, what you got against me? |
| Is it my girl or is it the bentley? |
| Is it my house or maybe its all three |
| I just came up and you’re all against me |
| Now ask yourself, why is he number one? |
| Now ask yourself, who’s done what he’s done? |
| Then ask yourself, you’re fit for the long run? |
| You think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one |
| Always with God and I don’t swing solo |
| Never back down when I gotta throw dolo |
| Wanna see me out, but I just won’t go though |
| Pretty young things wanna have my photo |
| One in the room hangin' on the wall |
| In rememberance that I rocked 'em all |
| Got no time for those that think small |
| Grill me in the club cause they can’t ball |
| Hate shot callers |
| Hate them ballers |
| Back in control now I call orders |
| It’s no fun fleeing under the gun |
| Cause they got me public enemy number one |
| All you suckers, liars, court testifiers |
| Wanna infiltrate and break my empire |
| I spit lines, hit rhymes |
| Keep dimes sweating |
| Giving them the juice that they’re not gettin' |
| A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor |
| A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer |
| I’m the life saver, the New York mayor |
| Before you try me, you better say your prayers |
| My word to the wise is: «Do not cry» |
| You know that i’m gone then say don’t die |
| I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme |
| Thought it was over but I crept from behind |
| Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind |
| Almost 2000 and running out of time |
| Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines |
| A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine |
| Soldiers in position all on the front line |
| Don’t make a move till I give them the sign |
| Known as the poetical, lyrical, miracle son |
| Because i’m public enemy number one |
| Yeah yeah, that’s right Puff |
| That’s what I’m talkin about love |
| Sparklin and glistenin on these motherfuckers |
| These niggas is walkin around like little bitches |
| Talkin about what you got and what they ain’t got |
| They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down |
| But fuck dat, they just mad |
| Cause you got all the ladies |
| And you pushin them bentleys, not mercedes, bentleys |
| You know? |
| and thats just the way the story goes |
| And thats just the way the story goes |
| Fuck you niggas and hoes |
| You think i’ma come this far and let you niggas stop me now? |
| Haha picture that… number one, number one, number one |
| B-I-G forever… rock on |