Tulkojums: DOA. Enemy.
till ya don't look the same. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock. to
the mix of Black and White We're livin' in a land where the law say the mixing of race Makes the blood impure She's a woman I'm a man But by the look
a choice, give me a chance to turn the key And find my voice, sex is not the enemy A revolution is the solution A revolution is the solution Sex is
of a Bush" That's right, what God giveth sometimes your country taketh away Yeah, one love, comin from Public Enemy, #1 y'all Public Enemy, 2006 (yeah) Public Enemy
I'm a mess, such a wreck don't forget about it I drag myself through the dirt Just to feel a little closer to the ground Because I've always had my head
First the sheep, next the shepherd, chucks run amok multiplying Like leopards, spots 'em up the long bomb's a record A long shot, three minutes fifteen
law gets a flat tire What kind a power we got Soul power (4X) What kind a power you got Soul power (2X) What kind a power we got Soul power Take
, I hate you more Let's call out names, names, for sure On a bathroom wall I wrote I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else I took a piss
real fools Show those muthafuckas the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D. They gotta understand, they beat on a blackman
with the rims The one that seem to make more enemies then friends I'm slidin' in pass those, hoes Both eyes close, both arms froze, both charms rolls With the S O S O D
Eight or nine on a boy, holla at your boy Killa, holla Listen it's the D.I.P, boy, plus the R.O.C, boy You'll be D.O.A, boy, your moms will say, "Oh
like to roll the Indo You know we like the Benz-O with O He don't even know, he the enemy for sho' With a .44 out of the holster bust on him Like real
General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash What it was four niggas and we punk niggas But you no niggas got us scared, a couple
mamas and them trippin' out Actin' a fool front of my kids Then I got niggas puttin' Drug paraphernalia in my casket A spliff, a picture of me still livin' And a bullet from a
K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off and stay
got K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off
with my thugstas, right turn to the double glock Pull to the curb, smoke with my hustlas Puff, puff, puff to the brain shot Love P.O.D.ed and tweeded
