CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Public Enemy Number Won
Yo, Mike D
Yo, what up Ad-Rock
Remember that time in '85 when we were in our van, we driving through Cleveland and...
Oh, oh you in that weird rash all over your body
NO! I mean yes, but no
I'm talking about when Rick gave us the demo tape of Public Enemy
Yo, we played that sh*t back and forth like about a million times
That sh*t was nice
So nice, you know I've been thinking we should call Chuck D on the phone right now and ask him
What goes on ?
I'm all in put it up on the board
Another rapper shut down from that mouth [?]
1, 2, 3 double the count
To reach out to my lyrics oh yes no doubt
Don't rock [?] supreme
It's what I choose and I use I never lose to a team
I can go solo like a Tyson Polo
Make a fly girl wanna have my dolo
Run in the room hanging on [?]
Remembering instead I rocked 'em all
Suckers talk to Run, MC's
You can't rock against him so go to Chuck N Cheese
For this application the rhymes like bees
My rap sweat hot from the 10 degrees
So don't start basin'
I start pushing
Bad to a neck, it'll be disgracing
You and your mind won't be in a rhyme
A time for grind that I can't find
I show you my gun, an Uzi when you're done
Word to Public Enemy number won
Yo, what up Ad-Rock
Remember that time in '85 when we were in our van, we driving through Cleveland and...
Oh, oh you in that weird rash all over your body
NO! I mean yes, but no
I'm talking about when Rick gave us the demo tape of Public Enemy
Yo, we played that sh*t back and forth like about a million times
That sh*t was nice
So nice, you know I've been thinking we should call Chuck D on the phone right now and ask him
What goes on ?
I'm all in put it up on the board
Another rapper shut down from that mouth [?]
1, 2, 3 double the count
To reach out to my lyrics oh yes no doubt
Don't rock [?] supreme
It's what I choose and I use I never lose to a team
I can go solo like a Tyson Polo
Make a fly girl wanna have my dolo
Run in the room hanging on [?]
Remembering instead I rocked 'em all
Suckers talk to Run, MC's
You can't rock against him so go to Chuck N Cheese
For this application the rhymes like bees
My rap sweat hot from the 10 degrees
So don't start basin'
I start pushing
Bad to a neck, it'll be disgracing
You and your mind won't be in a rhyme
A time for grind that I can't find
I show you my gun, an Uzi when you're done
Word to Public Enemy number won
