Public Enemy No. 1

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Well I'm all in, put it up on the board Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared 1-2-3 down for the count The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt Cold rock rap - 49er supreme Is what I choose and I use - I never lose to a team Cause I can can go solo, like a Sugar Ray bolo Make the fly girls wanna have my photo Run in their room, hang it on the wall In remembrance that I rocked them all Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees You can't rock the kid, so go cut some cheese Take this application of rhymes like these My rap's red hot, 110 degrees So don't start bassin' cause I'll start placin' Bets on that you'll be disgracing You and you mind from a beatin' from my rhymes A time, a crime that I can't find I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton Because I'm Public Enemy number one You got no rap, but you want a battle It's like havin' a boat, but you got no paddle Cause I never pause, I say it because I don't break in stores, but I break all laws Written while sittin', all fittin' not bitten Givin' me the juice that your not gettin' I'm not a law obeyer, so you can tell your mayor I'm a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer I'm the rhyme player, the the ozone layer A battle what? Here's a bible so start your prayer A word to the wise is justified If they ask you what happened, just admit you lied You just got caught a, for going out of order And now you're servin' football teams their water You just got dissed, all but dismissed Sucker duck emcees, you get me pissed It's no fun, being on the run Cause they got me, Public Enemy number one For all you suckers, liars, your cheap amplifiers You crossed up wires are always starting fires For you grown up criers, now here's a pair of pliers Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers You have no desires, your father fixes tires You try to sell ya equipment, but you get no buyers It's you they never hire, you're never on flyers Cause you and your crew, is only known as good triers Known as the poetic lyrical son I'm Public Enemy number one

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