Текст песни Public Enemy - New Whirl Odor

New Whirl Odor
Жанр: Hip-Hop / Hardcore Rap / East Coast Rap
Исполнитель: Public Enemy
Альбом: New Whirl Odor
Длительность: 03:25
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Check that soul in Tape is rollin Black dont crack Where the party at? Stax, jumpback Wax them tracks Barkays cut it live Like 45s Strong songs survive On records 95 beats per second Get it mike on the guitar cmon wreck it You go ooh ahh there go them superstars, of soul 20 times better than gold, stax, Keep it here Cuttin them tracks, relax Pop them fingers, play it barkays Jumpback baby Soul gotcha crazy Cold feet thanks For the groove And them bomb beats To make me move Color of dead Looks like the future is history Why you dissin me Aint no mystery On the outside peekin in End of your freeride No way you can win Beginnin of the end Of your liberal friends who pretend Everythings changed While nuthins changed much Uhh this is chuck Stays to the left of this And to the right of that Just black where my mind be at Shit wheres the rest of my cats? High trees catch a lotta wind my friend My shits in a bind Fine line between aware and blind Dont mind Some of them aint got a mind Mind over matter They dont mind And we dont matter [verse 2] I flock to refugees Who flock to me The roots the coup And kick aside the genocide and the juice Comedians actors nuclear reactors Players and ballplayers Singers dancers and rhyme sayers Why do us like you do Ska doo Fuck da residue Frustrated 5 on 2s No breaks for madd crews Nowwho the fuck is you Sick a you Community hoesis Who posin as moses In street clothist Who be the closest who blows it Every ryme be for the future of mankind Crazy heads cuttin off the dreds Ruin health Wit no knowledge of self Incomin taxes breakin backs off a blacks Who done 400 years in this abyss? And so im pissed the fuck at this new whirl odor So i piss [verse 3] Some things in the air When the smoke clears Will it only be white folks and black jokes How many be gone If they bomb barbershops and hair salons Time to dot com Before they rub out clubs Where you get your drink on Mother father sister bro Love is the message But war be the front page In this mess-age Ghetto celebs spread by the hundred Macked by the same tactics Wit us in a tundra Goin under Avoidin cries from sodimized Society Scary getting screwed without a dictionary
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