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***, ****s and Violence (feat. KRS-ONE) - Public Enemy (公敌乐队)/KRS-One
We like those gangsta rhymes
Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds
These rappers kill and thief
A lot of times it's only make believe
Once upon a time not long ago
A rapper got shot and no one knows
Who pulled the trigga on the kid and layed him in his grave
And after the prayers and the street parade
Sh*t got forgot and now he's dead
And all the fans loved everything he said
So understand this you don't wanna miss
*** ****s and violence
We like those gangsta rhymes
Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds
These rappers kill and thief
A lot of times it's only make believe
Ayo once upon a time in Jamaica Queens
An icon gets shot and no one knew what it means
It was just another muder scene
But let's get on with the bling bling
Ching ching and half naked chicks that can't sing
Murder weapon never found Police never around
The respect the intellect and the suspect all out of town
It's all out of bounds KRS Chuck D makin our rounds man
While they takin us down man
We're takin you down I got another new sound
It's really an old sound but you know how me and Chuck get down
We got peace love unity and having the fun
But you all want *** ****s violence 101
Here it is Bam
Stop being a little boy with a little toy stand up and be a man
Now you see the plan from west to east
Instead of *** ****s and violence we got love purpose and peace
We be hurtin the least We be workin no seats
Bringing it to America like Geronimo and Cochise
Get that but make sure when you spit rap
If you ain't really ready to die yo don't spit that
We like those gangsta rhymes
Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds
These rappers kill and thief
A lot of times it's only make believe
Once upon a time I was on Long Island
A man got shot and he wasn't smilin
He was bleedin from his guts yo
A policeman was sittin and he drove up on the spot yo
Now when police light came on
When the man died who was the blame on
Wasn't me Not you
I didn't kill nobody cuz my records don't do that
I make the records for the kids
Gangsta rap flippin people's kid's lids
We like those gangsta rhymes
Just make sure they don't corrupt our minds
These rappers kill and thief
A lot of times it's only make believe