Public Enemy, also known as PE, is a seminal old-school rap group known for their politically charged lyrics and their interest in the concerns of the African American community. PE formed in Long Island, New York, in 1982. They were signed to the still developing Def Jam record label after Rick Rubin heard Chuck D freestyling on a demo. It then took roughly five years before their debut, 'Yo! Bum Rush The Show', was released in 1987 to critical acclaim. They went on to release the revolutionary 'It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back' in 1988, which performed better in the charts than their previous release, and included the hit single 'Don't Believe the Hype'.
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Public Enemy
Ridenhour - robertz - gary g-wiz - depper
(featuring sister souljah)
Signed, sealed, delivered I b yours
I pour it on the breaks
Till it break laws
Givin the gabbin
So the brothers be havin it
Or else the five fingers of dopell
Be grabbin it
Wit no complaints
Givin uppin I aint
On the mike
Like karl malone in the paint
Why rip a rapper
When he flow like water
I rather rush a television reporter
The frauds that tried to front
Watch ya back
Stop pullin those lil stunts
Assault and battery
cause I snatched the battery
Off his back...the tv pack
Why pop the rhyme
On a rhymer when I kick it
Rather spend my time, spittin on a bigot
Who pumped the pimp
That fed the fiends
He got jumped by the brothers in ft. green
They slapped the mack
That kept us back
Sucker suckin the hood like drack
So if ya draggin us down
Wit the wack attitude
Get up, lookout, get out the way
Move
Signed
Sealed
Definition of a set-up
Pourin it on and wont let up
cause f-a-l-l-i-n
Never applied
To this brother that tried
To let ya know
The folk of the american joke
That kept us broke
Now Im ready to rap
Strong fax I swing
Like bo jax
Im never calm on a bomb track
60 percent 3/fifths
Constituted
Huh prostituted
Why Im mad
cause its written on the paper
Right now
Muther f--- bow
Kicked
The
Lyric
About
The tricks
Of the trade and the money made
Who got the money betcha bottom
Dollar bill
Gonna find
Some rich ol bloodline
But the blood is in the mud
Take the whack an attack it
Like a skud
To the patriotic hater
That got paid off my people
Im rude
Lookout, get out the way
Move
Signed
An what Im gettin is mine
I bring the noise
To town
So lets get down
I cranked the beats
Tearin up the street
And the park
An it aint mozart
Jack movin out
cause the black movin in
And its old
I said it in
Who stole the soul?
(listen) but 92 bring
An attitude
That say I dont give a
Fuck
About the old way
This is a new day
Tell jack stay in the back
And all the other
Suckers
That dont matter
You got
Somethin to prove
Scatter
Get out the way
Move!