Public Enemy — Nothing is Quick in the Desert

Stay out of the desert [Intro: Flavor Flav] 1, 2, 1, 2, Yo Yo 1, 2 Nothing is Quick in the Desert 1, 2 Yo [Verse 1: Chuck D and Flavor Flav ] Not put here to judge between the quick and the dead I be slick with this nick of time rhyme that I said (Go!) Digitize the present, download it in a minute The future is now, cause there ain't no frontin' in it Steady stayin' chained to that wagon of old ways That last pass second, we now call the old days Yesterday slaves, just hangin' to get hung Oblivious to those slangin' poison with the tongue (Yo!) Unaware that being everywhere just ain't no lie Desert MCs those who deserve to die Or get poor trying, bitch stop lying Everybody sellin', but ain't nobody buyin' (Uh!) Adrenaline rushin', like my blood be gold Like in 1849, rhyme soul is sold Like all good people could be cowards in the end And the death comes quick in the desert my friend Nothing is quick in the desert! If I had to describe the way I survive The radio, the TV, the worldwide web Nothing is quick in the desert!