Enemy Public Mpe Lyrics

Mpe Lyrics

I'm cold gettin' busy while I'm shakin' you down  

 I'm on the air  you're on the ground  

 Chuck D  the enemy  words you heed  

 Build for speed  but what you need is  

 Funky fresh lyrics fallin' down on time  

 Your enemy poppin' it  droppin' a dime  

 Comin' back rockin' a tomahawk jam  

 And still gettin' fly with the mike in my hand  

 I'm cold coolin' out  layin in the shade  

 Dealers buggin cause they're gonna get sprayed  

 Their intimidator, your Scarface  

 What's goin' on (huh) what's takin' place  

 I don't wear gold but I clock ducats  

 And I have the money overflowing out of buckets  

 You want crazy dollars, I make people holler  

 You stick 'em stupid and I'm snatching biters collars  

 I'll rebuilt the mine to alleviate  

 Unnecessary pressures that can create  

 The sting that stung Yama-Goochie Foo Yung  

 When he bit the Public Enemy he only got hung  

 Cause his brain was gettin' bigger than a pregnant toad  

 His heartbeat stopped cause of overload  

 I made the beat that broke his back  

 I cut his circulation made his world turn back  

 I find out things like E.S.P.  

 Amazing world of Kreskin's brain velocity  

 Like Alexander Munday, I'm in like Flint  

 Mercedes limousine with a hardcore tint  

 I'm captain of the ship, I make 'em walk the planks  

 Riding round the world, hundred sixty million francs  

 Not like the kind that you put on the grill  

 Cause I only do it like that when I'm on a chill hill  

 When I get to the beach, the ground's so sandy  

 Girls on my jock like ants on candy  

 Checking out the fellas with the girls on the side  

 Put ya boat in the water, let's take a ride  

 to the land of party people rocking shocking to the beat  

 So keep ya eyes on ya girl cause ya know I'm gonna cheat  

 I'm gonna max and relax and chill my will  

 Body rockin', brain shockin' makes your heart stand still  

 I'm goin' for the money that man ever made  

 Gettin' thrill from orders, suckers obeyed  

 It's gettin' late and I can't wait  

 To drive by the bus and rock my tape  

 My car is movin', fast like a train  

 Never skid off the road, even in the rain  

 Cold dodgin' tickets, rockin' all the jams  

 Make biters step back and understand