(feat. MC Ren, Paris)



[Chuck D: x4 repeat in the background]

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[Paris]

Yes, live, real rap's back again

You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier radio

The _Sonic Jihad_ continues

Where you either with us, or you against us

Dogs of the world unite

It's Public Enemy



[Verse 1: Chuck D]

GOD DAMN I state with my fist uplifted

In a state where our freedom is severely twisted and

abused, I'm used to rhythm of rebel

I've been fightin this shit with the volume level up to

ten and spendin my time on the rhyme battlefield

Watchin as my brothers are killed with no justice

or peace, in the middle of hell

And I was out on the Isle when the two Towers fell

So now you're gonna tell that the war is won

and what's done is done, an all-good _Son of a Bush_

I've been there before, "got a letter from government"

Slid underneath, my front door

The poor get fucked while the rich is still amused

And what's left of the Bill of Rights is pimped and abused

While the patriots actin like kings

But the black is back, I'm all in with the noise I bring!



[Chuck D: x4 repeat in the background]

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[Flavor Flav]

Yeah that's right, we're Public Enemy #1 in New York

Public Enemy #1 in Chicago

Public Enemy #1 in Detroit

Public Enemy #1 in Oakland

Public Enemy #1 in Baltimore

Public Enemy #1 in Miami

Public Enemy #1 in Indiana

Also Public Enemy #1 in L.A., boyeee



[Verse 2: Paris]

Ask yourself why we just get by

While we struggle to maintain, bring sight to the blind

Up against the machine the _Bush Killer_ remain

In between the government and the public that's trained

Where white companies profit off black death

And house nigga rap thugs sell murder to kids

Where the media maintains all thought control

And fake news propaganda serve to rot the soul

We all unified to fight, keep the message and awake black

Open up your eyes, see the enemy and shake that

Bullshit lyin, free your mind, we combine

To combat the perpetrator of the crime design

With fake patri-ots and religion the same

Both blind and repressed, both practicin hate

Both followin the lead of people never concerned

with justice when the motive is the profit return

we justice when motivate and positive return

We servin



[Chuck D: x4 in the background]

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[Paris]

Yeah, all day everyday we bring believe

All day everyday the most extreme

All day everyday we bring believe

Yeah, all day everyday we break the scheme



[Verse 3: MC Ren]

Worldwide vendetta, these reperations above cheddar

We got to fuckin get it together

So each one, teach one, fo' the straggle

Bein black in America's some shit to juggle

They won't give motherfuckers a job

They wanna throw you in the pen when you forced to rob

But the Villain is back, with the Black Panther of rap

Paris my nigga, you other fools never got bigger

I make this whole system quiver

With the street shit I'ma deliver, from my villa

Here I go again scarin people to death

America hold yo' breath, we the last left

And still got my black ass on the bottom

You motherfuckers in the jury that's why I shot 'em

I shot down one, to get away from two

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do



[Chuck D: x4 in the background]

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[Flavor Flav]

Bust it, we're Public Enemy #1 in D.C.

Public Enemy #1 in New Jersey

Public Enemy #1 in Cleveland, Ohio

Public Enemy #1 in Alabama y'all

Public Enemy #1 in Tennessee

Public Enemy #1 in Mississippi

Public Enemy #1 in Philly, in Atlanta

Also we're Public Enemy #1 in St. Louis



[Outro: Flavor Flav]

But let tell you a little somethin man

I'm tired of all these flatheads and all these coneheads

You know what I'm sayin? I'ma tell you somethin

There's nuttin but spies out there, you know what I'm sayin?

Somebody is always out there with the binoculars

Somebody's always lookin out they window, and you know who know, that

You don't see everybody that see you, you know what I'm sayin?

So yo, to all you spies, creatin nuttin but lies, yo

In your face you need nuttin but pies, pies, pies

Cold pies, you know what I'm sayin?

You know how that go G



[Chuck D]

Public Enemy #1