P. Diddy

P. Diddy - Public Enemy 2000 lyrics

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mutherfuckers lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas,
 you got to keep bubblin' on em, platinum doublin' on em, fuck
 these niggas, A yo, I bumped into these cat an' they was like,
 "Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice," I said yo,
 he don't swear he nice, he knows he nice.
 You Public Enemy number one right now, fuck that dash spit
 that hydro-ghetto shit,

 Lets go,
 thats that beat right here
 who should I fear
 throw your hand in the air
 socialise, get down, let your soouulll lead the way
 cause i'm that enemy that you can't see
 who you wanna be, you ain't shit to me
 It ain't hard for you to get to me
 playa, my own dogs, they'll spit fo me
 so if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart
 I've seen em come and i've seen em part
 If you ain't want beef then why did you start?
 Front from the light catch shots after dark
 suffer duck or you'll catch these
 on the spot, red dots make em all believe
 ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these
 see I do the things that they can't achieve
 so don't start bassin' an' i'll start pacing
 bets on that you'll be discracing
 more hotter than the sun,
 I'm living on the run
 because i'm Public Enemy number one

 Chorus (singing with beat scratching in the background)
 one, one, one one,
 one, one, one
 one, one, one
 let me ask you, what you got against me?
 is it my girl or is it the Bentley?
 is it my house? or maybe its all three

 I just came up and you're all against me
 now ask yourself, why is he number one?
 now ask yourself, who's done what he's done
 then ask yourself, you're fifth of the long run
 you think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one
 always with God and I don't swing solo,
 never back down when I got a throw dolo
 wanna see me out, but I just won't go though
 pretty young thing wanna have my photo
 one in the room hangin' on the wall
 in rememberance that I rocked them all
 got no time for those that think small
 grill me in the club cause they can't ball
 hate shot callers,
 hate them ballers,
 back in control now I call orders
 it's no fun fleeing under the gun,
 because they got me Public Enemy number one

 Chorus

 All you suckers, liars,
 caught at the fires,
 wanna infiltrate and break my empire
 I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating
 giving them the juice thast their not gettin'
 a bonafide playa, now who got the flavour
 a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer
 I'm the life saver, the New york mayor
 before you try me, you better say your prayers
 my word to the wise is "Do not cry,"
 you know that i'm gone then say don't die
 I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme
 thought it was over but I crept from behind,
 wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind
 almost 2000 and running out of time
 almost to the point when I wanna bust nines
 a lot of straight faces, I can only trust mine
 soldiers in positions, all on the front line
 don't make a move till I give them the sign
 known as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
 because i'm Public Enemy number one

 Chorus

 Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i'm talking about love,
 sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
 foul like, talking about what you got and what they ain't got,
 they wanna bring you down.
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Language: English

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