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Tim you can go and brush your shoulder off nigga
I got you
If you're feeling like a pimp, nigga
Go and push your shoulders off
Ladies' pimps too, go and push your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you kid
That dirt will be showed up
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Trying to hustle some things
Stackle with the force
Feeling like my hand was forced
Riddle finger to the lord, nigga grip on my balls
Said the ladies they love me
From the bleachers they scream it
All the ballers is bouncing
They got the way I be leading
All the rappers be hating
Hope the track that I'm making
But all the hustles they love it
Just to see one of us sing
Straight off the block, I can run it back
Get it man, straight off the block
I can run it back, nigga
Cuz I'm straight with the rock, come on
If you're feeling like a pimp, nigga
Go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies' pimps too, go and push your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you kid
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
Your homie holding position
In the kitchen with soda
I just whipped him for watches
Trying to get me Europa
Trying to stretch out the coca
Like a wrestler, yes sir
Keep the heck of the clothes
You know the smoke is attention
But like 52 cars went out
A group dealing now
52 bars went out
Now you feel them now
52 cars went out
It is time
If you're feeling like a pimp
Go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies' pimps too, go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas is crazy baby, don't forget that boy told you kid
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
That dirt will be showed up
You gotta get
Boom back, boom, dirt on me, show them you got it
Kick, kick back, boom, dirt on me, show them to the boy
Back in the building, Brooklyn, we back to the map
Me and my beautiful bitch in the back of the pack
Come to realness to run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't got a club battle make a skill in that black
I drop that black album and I back it out
It as the best rapper when I make an ax plan
Help me from breaks to pillboards
Grams with grannies, the holes the opposite
Open it, you got a party chain
You're selling out the garden to take
Come like a young woman in the safe
I'm a hustler, homie
You're a customer, crony
Doss'em dead on my shoulder
Could you brush it off on me?
If you feel it like a pen
You can go and brush your shoulders off
Ladies, it's best to go and brush your shoulders off
Niggas, it's pretty handy
Don't forget that boy, don't you care
It's a tag
Turn up your shoulder, you've got a key
Like a tag
Turn up your shoulder, you've got a key
Like a tag
Turn up your shoulder, you've got a key
Like a tag
Turn up your shoulder, you've got a key
Like a tag
Turn up your shoulder
Yo, Chuck, first to move, man
I was on my way up here to the studio
You know what I'm saying?
And this brother stopped me and asked me
Yo, what's up with that brother, Chuck E.D.
He swaying like
I said, yo, the brother don't sway nice
He knows he's nice, you know what I'm saying?
So, Chuck, I got a feeling
You're turning into a public enemy, man
Now, remember that line
You was kicking to me on the way out to L.A. Larrows and Queens
While we was in the car on our way to the shop
Well, y'all right now, kick the bass for them brothers and let them know
What goes on?
Rolling stones in the rap game, that bragging
Look bigger than Jagger, that sagging
It's brother backwards, I'ma leave it at that
Daddy got nothing to do with rap
Shut the backs, expose those cats
Who pose as heroes, take advantage of blacks
Your government's gags are so caught to crap
A war going on, so where y'all at?
Like the power of this big responsibility
After the police boo stoppin' you from killin' me
This assless fiasco's a loop by P.E.
If it's I instead of we believin' TV
Straight to rich adventures, it's me thinkin' bout snitches
Watchin' asses, movin' asses, switches
System distant, but barely mister
My soul and distance say by brothers and sisters
Kill em, this is my dad
Kill em, this is my dad
Kill em, this is my dad
Kill em, this is my dad
Kill em, this is my dad
Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man
That's what you gotta do
You got to tell em just like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
Cause yo, man, let me tell you a lil' somethin' man
These brothers runnin' around
Hard-headed, lookin' lil' jealous
You know what I'm sayin'? Just like that
You know they try to bring it down with em
But yo, Chuck, you got to tell em just like that
Screamin' gags are 20 years later
Of course it does, while consciousness faded
New generations believin' them fables
Gags to book ya two turntables
So no love, so it's easy to hate it
Desecrate it while the current await it
Any given sudden, so we all ran it
With slavery lynching and them drugs infiltrating
I'm like that doll, Chuckie, baby
Keep comin' back to live love life like I'm crazy
Keep it movin' rising to the top
You done first clean livin', you don't stop
Revolution means change, don't look at me strange
So I can't repeat what other rappers be sayin'
If you don't stand for somethin', you fall for anything
Hardin' and you think it's a beautiful thing
Kill em! Kill em!
Kill em! Kill em!
Kill em! Kill em!
Kill em! Kill em!
Kill em! Kill em!
Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man
That's what you gotta do
You got to tell em just like that
You know what I'm sayin'?
Cause yo, man, let me tell you a little something, man
These brothers runnin' around, hard-headed
They get a little jealous
You know what I'm sayin'? Just like that
You know they try to bring it down with em
But yo, Chuck, you got to tell em just like that
So it's time to leave you a preview
So you too can review what we do
Twenty years in this business, how yourself sold she wins
People bear witness
Thank you for letting us be ourselves
So don't mind me if I repeat myself
These simple lines be good for your health
To keep them crime rhymes on the shelf
Live love life like it just don't care
Five thousand leaders, never scared
Brain and noise is the moment they fit
Get up, you're still a beautiful idea
Get up, throw your hands in the air
Get up and show no fear
Get up if y'all really care
You need twenty years, now get up
Yeah, that's right
We're public enemy number one in New York
Public enemy number one in Philly
Public enemy number one in D.C
Public enemy number one in Cleveland, Ohio
Oh, I'm goin' public enemy number one in St. Louis
Public enemy number one in New Jersey
And fussy, we're also public enemy number one in Cincinnati
In Atlanta
It's a public enemy number one in Chicago
Public enemy number one in Detroit
Public enemy number one in Oakland
Public enemy number one in Baltimore
Public enemy number one in Philadelphia
Chips are on my boss, boys
Chips are on my boss, boys
Sweet nya, nigga
Chips are on my boss, boys
Chips are on my boss, boys
Sweet nya, nigga
Chips are on my boss, boys
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