Public Enemy — Live and Undrugged Pt. 1 & 2

[Verse 1] Its been a long time since the rhyme rode a rough road I'm riding rhythms and givin' a dose of brother load Never said I wasn't good at it 'cause I'm a static addict No fear, you gotta know I had it And if you know better, supposed to do better So I know like Al Green, "let's stay together" Knock, knock? (Who goes there?) Where? (Right here) The boom kids knockin', bang and they outta here The dopeman's livin' at home alone, man And they don't understand, but they can and can can If I didn't say it I'm a sucka parlayin' it It don't really matter if the flow fatter But I don't, don't believe, and duck, bob, and weave Deceive a street corner and the forty thieves [Chorus] And they bring 'em in, and you do 'em in And he bring 'em in, and you do us in And they bring 'em in, and you do 'em in And he bring 'em in, and you do us in And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) (I ain't tellin', punk!) [Verse 2] I'm comin' at ya live and uncut and undrugged These days, they be thinkin' I'm bugged Livin', I be kickin' it hard instead of lickin' it down Dominatin' on the overground Tell me what we be seekin' is self preservation A nation of millions gotta go with a feelin' Uncle Sam begat Uncle Tom And when it comes to drugs, Uncle Tom gotta bomb Can I get a pop 'til the motherfuckers stop Sellin' that shit that make the hoodie drop? No more easy gettin' over for the cracka in the back Yo, its over, yo, it's over [Chorus] And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) Hear 'em hittin' that (Boom!) [Interlude] "Is this a matter of mind over matter? I don't mind and they don't matter" [Verse 3] Number one with a bullet, he pull it, oh, what I do now? Can I outrun it or duck or get a new Chuck? Up against the wall, won't confess y'all One more move and I'm gone, and so I guess y'all And let me tell you, so lend me a listen I'm missin' a life if I ain't givin' up an asskissin' No television or movie style No buckwild thinkin' 'cause I don't know what he drinkin' But he better act quick 'cause I'm gettin' quicker Three more seconds to go, I hope he hold the trigger And If he do that, the gat is outta his hands And then he gotta deal with a man Punks jump up to get beat I'm on the funky beat, beat, beat, y'all, until it's six feet Under dirt and the mud, here we go again Another enemy if you never was a friend Never clever as I was in this endeavor Never again trust a smile or a grin From comin' outta the womb to endin' up in a tomb Another sport caught knockin' that (Boom!) [Chorus] And they bring 'em in, and you do 'em in And he bring 'em in, and you do us in (Boom!) And I'm hittin' that (Boom!) Smell 'em knockin' that (Boom!) C'mon! [Verse 4] Here go the verse that hurts, head brother in charge So I better get bodyguards What can I do, break a leg on the avenue Where the bootleggers, they be stackin' the odds And try to be hard, but they playin' my cards I'm fuckin' with chicken, but I'm duckin' the lard I've been goin' straight since seventy-eight So what? I wanna live, I don't wanna be late I head em comin' at me, runnin' fast and rough Ain't this a bitch and test for the tough Can't we get along? I doubt it Without a life, I can't live without it [Outro] Say you want a revolution? 40 acres to 40 ounces Plus they announcin The mule is the one that's fooled But I pass to be that jackass Knockin that boom To the tomb Out the womb I bet against the spread I flipped death threats and the 3 to the head Never get enough the raw, the rugged, the ruff Oh my the jam the dunk the stuff Yes, I got a mind that's madder than Minolta Hard in a rock place my corner And the winner is Whoop there it is 33 years without a beer or slow gin fizz Rather get drunk off Hearin rhymin wit biz Rhymamatician, rumpshaker, mindquaker Not a cracker or a quacker but a waker Put my thing down step my shit up Put up or shut up Peace to the original what up Back to the motherland Where its warmer, transformer, kill the informer I hear em talkin creepin But I'm not sleepin My mellow I go back Way back going, going Before crack And the 8 track Still goin, gone, goodbye To the lazy I ain't pushing up or drivin No daisies I gotta remember Philly in September Ain't nuttin finer than peace In Carolina & to the gods Wanna be, gotta be Starter of mo flow Here we go the front row As I cut the silly rhymin Riddlin still the flow Gettin ridda dem Racist swazis Cause I'm brinin kamikazes They gotta give us where we live We don't own What you think is home Its time to go up in smoke 911 is no joke Once again friends This enemy states fiddy states Still say chill wait until The right time baby Damn the blood line Gettin raid with AIDS But somebodys gettin paid Lets get it on and a on But brothers gettin killed Cause blunts & 40's is like Cookies to da milk I'm not crazy I'm the revelation Last days in time The overtime rhymer Rhymer in a zone Yes, once again Public Enemy number one Chuck D & Flavor Flav Terminator X The Security of the First World In your face Right versus wrong, good versus evil, God versus the Devil What side are you on? Muse Sick In Hour Mess Age 94 for your mind Rhymer in a zone Muse Sick In Hour Mess Age Muse Sick In Hour Mess Age