Yo Chuck, bust the move, man I was on my way up here to the studio, ya know what I'm sayin'? And this brother stop me and axe me "Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D, he swear he nice" I said, "Yo, the brother don't swear he's nice, he knows he's nice" Ya know what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, we gotta fill in, you turn him into a Public Enemy, man Now remember that line you was kicking to me On the way out to L.A. While we was in the car on our way to the Shot Well yo, right now kick the bass for them brothers And let them know what goes on What goes on? 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 Tyson 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 MC's You can't rock the kid, so go, cut the cheese Take this application of rhymes like these My rap's red hot, 110 degrees So don't start bassin', I'll start placin' Bets on that you'll be disgracing You and your mind from a beatin' from my rhymes A time for 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 One, one, one One, one, one, one You got no rap but you want to 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 ozone layer A battle what, here's a Bible, start your prayer This 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 messed with the master, word to Chuck And I'll wax cold tax, made sure you got dunked You just got dissed, all but dismissed Sucker duck MC's, you get me pissed It's no fun being on the run Because they got me, Public Enemy number one One, one, one One, one, one Don't you know? Don't you know? I got a posse of a force to back me up Watch out, we got never the match Ambush attack on my back, doubleteamin' get creamed So we have us, so you are okay Wanna hear it again, we got the force, enemy down The L.I. circuit sound Ain't it Chuckie D, myself and KG, Flavor, DJ Melody Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that make us groom To make all the ladies swoon But it's also the words from Our Direction, a gold boy session Kickin' like a Bruce Lee's Chinese connection On stereo, never ever MIND, no, all wax, yes I'm talkin' about vinyl They said, "Stop freeze," I got froze up Because I'm Public Enemy number one One, one, one One, one, one One, one, one For all you suckers, liars, your cheap amplifiers You crossed up wires are always starting fires 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 political lyrical son I'm Public Enemy number one One, one, one One, one, one One, one, one Yeah, that's right Chuck man That's what you gotta do You gotta tell them just like that Ya know what I'm sayin'? 'Cause yo man, let me tell you a little somethin', man These brothers runnin' around, hard headed Makin' a little jealous, ya know what I'm sayin'? Just like that, ya know, they try to bring you down with 'em But yo Chuck, you gotta let 'em know Who's who in the world of beat You gotta let 'em know that this is the 80's And we can get all the ladies And in the backyard we got a fly Mercedes And that's the way the story goes That's just the way the story goes Let me tell you a little somethin', man

Caught, now in court 'cause I stole a beat This is a sampling sport But I'm giving it a new name What you hear is mine P.E. you know the time Now, what in the heaven does a jury know about hell If I took it, but but they just look at me Like, Hey I'm on a mission I'm talkin' 'bout conditions Ain't right sittin' like dynamite Gonna blow you up and it just might Blow up the bench and Judge, the courtroom plus I gotta mention This court is dismissed when I grab the mike Yo Flave... What is this? Get hyped, c'mon we gotta Gather around - gotcha Mail from the courts and jail Claims I stole the beats that I rail Look at how I'm livin' like And they're gonna check the mike, right? - Sike Look at how I'm livin' now, lower than low What a sucker know I found this mineral that I call a beat I paid zero I packed my load 'cause it's better than gold People don't ask the price, but its sold They say that I sample, but they should Sample this my bit bull We ain't goin' for this They say that I stole this Can I get a witness? Understand where we're goin Then listen to this, plus my Roland Comin' from way down below Rebound c'mon boost up the stereo Snakes in the morning Wake up, scared afraid of my warning They claim that I'm violent Now I choose to be silent Can I get a witness? C'mon get wit' it Something ain't right, I got to admit it Made me mad when I was on tour That I declared war on black radio They say that I planned this On the radio most of you will demand this Won't be on a playlist Bust the way that I say this: No Sell Out You singers are spineless As you sing your senseless songs to the mindless Your general subject love is minimal Its sex for profit Scream that I sample For example, Tom you ran to the federal Court in U.S. it don't mean you Yeah, 'cause they fronted on you The posses ready, Terminator X yes he's ready The S1Ws, Griff are you ready? They say that I stole this I rebel with a raised fist, can we get a witness?

Here I am Back to the wall I picked a fight Against the time Free at last I come my own way I will resist them To the day I die I am who I am My time has come I am who I am Take it or leave it A rebel at heart No gods, no masters My time has come There is no sacred place No perfect world Your head is home Freedom in your heart Be strong Take this chance Make your way A better future comes I am who I am My time has come I am who I am Take it or leave it A rebel at heart No gods, no masters My time has come No gods, no masters No gods, no masters What doesn't kill us Makes us stronger Locked and loaded Ready to strike Here we stand Loud and proud United as one United as one I am who I am Take it or leave it A rebel at heart No gods, no masters My time has come I am who I am Take it or leave it A rebel at heart No gods, no masters My time has come

You quench my thirsting soul and you fill my appetite I give myself to you because you treat me right Put my trust in the world and the world gets tight Shift my trust to you it's like a crystal clear night Expand in all directions get the sections to unite Hashem's rays fire blaze light my way light of my life And these days well wait no longer night Reaching for my G-d like skyscrapers in the night I said I know its hard inside is empty galus (exile) cuts like a knife Internalize torah vibes bound to feel alright Chorus: Whirlwind of praise from below to above Take flight in the sky got wings like a dove, Soaring to shamayim (heaven) where the angels call in love And the glory of Hashem fits like a glove Hashem rules the world and Israel is his wife Love you yes my G-d with all my heart my soul and my might When I feel you by my side yes I'm flying like a kite You open up my eyes and give me sight Super energized and everyday I feel you give me life I seen the ways of the world intoxifying on pride Young man don't you know drugs impurify your mind When Israel left mitzrayim four fifths got left behind If you got no water how you gonna survive Roots lead you to the well springs so you could stay alive Pharaoh claimed to be a G-d and claimed to make the Nile A crocodile could smile and show his teeth You could see beauty shining externally but that's the story of Greece Inside America bleeds, Israel won't you get up from your knees Its just lies in disguise Torah's truth won't you please realize Given to the humble one on Mt. Sinai Chorus Shma Y'sroel, Hashem Elokainu, Hashem Echad (Hear Israel, the lord is our G-d, the lord is one) The world could just crumble to dust its just us it's not two it's just one The middle road called truth, Torah you sooth my brain bruise Open up peruse with knowledge of G-d And move up an arousal from below till the secrets start to ooze Don't snooze it's pure light the most high wants us alive What's the proof? We got life! Chabad philosophy that's the deepest well-spring Gaining knowledge of G-d while your gaining money Fill up yourself with the light of his majesty In a world of separation that's the only way to be It's time we leave we won't flee just walk out easily If you got no water how you gonna survive Chorus

No water can quench my thirst I'm in bed, send me a nurse I'm thirsty, thirsty Lord o' Mercy Oh-whee What other bottle, sweeter the victory I've got your love, the power of your glory, ah Ooh yeah, thrillin' me Alright Can't judge a mother by the skin of the father Can't judge a book by the skin on the cover, yo Read me, read me, baby I'm goin' No water can quench thirst I'm in bed, need a nurse Can you understand? Do you understand me, baby? I've got a bottle, sweet the victory I've got your love, the power of your glory, yo Oh-whee Alright You've got your love, I've got mine Workin' together, they work fine Do you believe me, baby? Well, get up baby Break it back, turn it loose What in heaven baby, it got to choose

I no be gentleman at all I no be gentleman at all I no be gentleman at all o I no be gentleman at all, at all I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! Them call you, make you come chop You chop small, you say you belly full You say you be gentleman You go hungry You go suffer You go quench Me I no be gentleman like that I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! You dey go your way, the jeje way Somebody come bring original trouble You no talk, you no act You say you be gentleman You go suffer You go tire You go quench Me I no be gentleman like that I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! Africa hot, I like am so I know what to wear but my friends don't know Him put him socks, him put him shoe Him put him pant, him put him singlet Him put him trouser, him put him shirt Him put him tie, him put him coat Him come cover all with him hat Him be gentleman Him go sweat all over Him go faint right down Him go smell like shit Him go piss for body, him no go know Me I no be gentleman like that I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I no be gentleman at all, at all I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o! I be Africa man original I no be gentleman at all o!

L'Europa è stata trecento anni in Africa Ha rubato tutte le sue risorse in 300 anni di colonizzazione Poi oggi i nostri contadini non hanno più terre per coltivare Le multinazionali europee hanno confiscato le terre Al quinto piano di un palazzo popolare Dentro a un monolocale vive Hassan È un clandestino, gira per le strade Lotta col destino mentre è solo in 'sta città Il suo sogno era di fare il calciatore Infatti è per quello che è che partito da Dakar Arrivato capì che l'unica opzione Per quelli come lui, è la criminalità A fare gli onesti si muore di stenti La vita è una merda senza i documenti Si apposta ai parcheggi, smercia quegli etti Alla fine del mese manda i soldi ai parenti Di ciò che fa lui non va fiero Ora è tardi per tornare indietro Chiama a casa e non può essere sincero La sua coscienza è sporca proprio come il suo dinero La city, gli eccessi, la malinconia Gente che arriva, gente che va via Stretta è la foglia, larga è la via Dite la vostra che ho detto la mia Oh Hassan, cerchi la tua libertà Tra i vicoli di 'sta città, dove sarà, dove sarà? Oh Hassan, cerchi la tua libertà Tra i vicoli di 'sta città, dove sarà, dove sarà? È fermo in coda, posa come un monumento Sogna una vita nuova ottenendo un documento Ogni giorno passa in collocamento Ma con 'sta crisi è una perdita di tempo E nella city è una di quelle notti Hassan è in giro a fare il suo mestiere Ha due palline, becca due bambocci Mentre fa l'affare salta fuori il borghese Scappa dai poliziotti, ha la fame negli occhi Corre e pensa all'ironia Uomini onesti, affari loschi Il destino a volte gioca di follia Chi odia gli immigrati ciò che han visto non lo sa Siete fortunati a viver con mamma e papà Dite no all'immigrazione, ma poi la verità Se foste nati altrove scappereste come Hassan La city, gli eccessi, la malinconia Gente che arriva, gente che va via Stretta è la foglia, larga è la via Dite la vostra che ho detto la mia Oh Hassan, cerchi la tua libertà Tra i vicoli di 'sta città, dove sarà, dove sarà? Oh Hassan, cerchi la tua libertà Tra i vicoli di 'sta città, dove sarà, dove sarà? E allora, se si sfrutta l'Africa e ai loro contadini gli prendiamo la loro terra Ma queste persone da qualche parte dovranno pur andare Io penso che è da lì che bisogna ripartire se vogliamo fermare l'immigrazione