Public Enemy

Public Enemy - 4119 lyrics

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Walk out on the block it?s hot
 Yo there?s a black car parked on the corner hot boys
 Tnt be creepin  while niggas be on the side
 Of the soda machine sleeping
 Word up kid  they seen what you did
 In the car parked way down the block with binoculars
 That?s what they got.
 Helicopters parked out on the roof
 10 000 disposable cameras taking pictures for proof
 You know what this is
 That all y'all, get on the wall y'all
 Take your worth out ya ass in the stall y'all
 Or you take a mean bad fall y'all
 Tnt they be playin for keeps
 Wipe you off your teeth like cavity creep.

 Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
 But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

 Yo it?s hot, what they got, 41 shots

 Bad boys bad boys what ya gonna do
 If you get caught by our muthafuckin crew
 Shot 41 only hit 19
 They need target practice, that?s what it seems to me
 Ally al is sharpton dan a tack
 I?ma be like ally al and fight ya back
 What, do you want to go to war, you want war?
 Do you want to go to war, you want war?
 I?ll bury all you cocka la roaches for breakfast
 Shit you out and throw you in the water for the next fish
 Cuz i can do that shit g
 F-l-a-v-o-r f-l-a-v see.
 To the highest degree times 3
 That?s what you get fuckin with my family

 Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
 But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

 Yo it?s hot, what they got, 41 shots

 Shootin at oj
 Don?t know if he did it
 Racist mutherfuckers mad cause they ain?t with it
 The police get out the car searchin for nuthin
 If you got sumthin, then they got you for sumthin
 That?s fucked up, the way they play dirty
 Lock em up in jail until he?s past thirty
 They don?t give a fuck about you
 They don?t give a fuck about me
 I?m past thirty three
 Word is born, born is my word
 I got you before my word fails
 Fuck whatcha heard
 I keep it real, you never catch me fakin
 When it comes down to money that?s what i?m making
 Don?t try and take my shit yo, i know lex yo
 I?ll have a fit yo
 I?ll turn the whole mutherfuckin block on you yo
 And that leaves you with nowhere to go
 Secretly by the police you was hired
 You my favorite customer i didn?t know you was wired
 A nik on the ground, covered by my feet
 Ay yo rah get the heat

 Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone
 But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

 Yo it?s hot, what they got, 41 shots
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Publisher: The SLAMjamz Recording Company

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Released in: 1999

Language: English

Appearing on: There's a Poison Goin' On.... (1999)

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