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Puff Daddy Miscellaneous P.E. 2000 A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' dictating on these mutherfuckers lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas you got to keep bubblin' on em platinum doublin' on em fuck these niggas A yo I bumped into these cat an' they was like "Yeah what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo he don't swear he nice he knows he nice. You Public Enemy number one right now fuck that dash spit that hydro-ghetto shit, (Puffy) Lets go, thats that beat right here who should I fear throw your hand in the air socialise, get down, let your soouulll lead the way cause i'm that enemy that you can't see who you wanna be, you ain't shit to me It ain't hard for you to get to me playa, my own dogs, they'll spit fo me so if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart I've seen em come and i've seen em part If you ain't want beef then why did you start? Front from the light catch shots after dark suffer duck or you'll catch these on the spot, red dots make em all believe ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these see I do the things that they can't achieve so don't start bassin' an' i'll start pacing bets on that you'll be discracing more hotter than the sun, I'm living on the run because i'm Public Enemy number one Chorus (singing with beat scratching in the background) one, one, one one, one, one, one one, one, one let me ask you, what you got against me? is it my girl or is it the Bentley? is it my house? or maybe its all three I just came up and you're all against me now ask yourself, why is he number one? now ask yourself, who's done what he's done then ask yourself, you're fifth of the long run you think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one always with God and I don't swing solo, never back down when I got a throw dolo wanna see me out, but I just won't go though pretty young thing wanna have my photo one in the room hangin' on the wall in rememberance that I rocked them all got no time for those that think small grill me in the club cause they can't ball hate shot callers, hate them ballers, back in control now I call orders it's no fun fleeing under the gun, because they got me Public Enemy number one Chorus All you suckers, liars, caught at the fires, wanna infiltrate and break my empire I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating giving them the juice thast their not gettin' a bonafide playa, now who got the flavour a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer I'm the life saver, the New york mayor before you try me, you better say your prayers my word to the wise is "Do not cry," you know that i'm gone then say don't die I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme thought it was over but I crept from behind, wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind almost 2000 and running out of time almost to the point when I wanna bust nines a lot of straight faces, I can only trust mine soldiers in positions, all on the front line don't make a move till I give them the sign known as the poetical, lyrical miracle son because i'm Public Enemy number one Chorus Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm talking about love, sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin' foul like, talking about what you got and what they ain't got, they wanna bring you down. (beat fades) |
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