Super Agent (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

Sold, black gold, one strong buck, To the Milwaukee Bucks, for a million bucks. Just get him off the streets so he don't get bucked. Super agent to the rescue so he won't get fucked. Uh.

Super Agent (He Got Game / Soundtrack Ver.) Public Enemy

Sold, black gold, one strong buck, To the Milwaukee Bucks, for a million bucks. Just get him off the streets so he don't get bucked. Super agent to the rescue so he won't get fucked. Uh.

Super Agent...He Is What He Is Public Enemy

Sold / black gold One strong buck To the Milwaukee Bucks For a million bucks Just get em off the street So he don't get bucked Super agent to rescue So he won't get fucked Ya run nigger run

What You Need Is Jesus (He Got Game / Soundtrack Ver.) Public Enemy

Leavin ankles broke in a pile Son gotta ticket to fly He can make it if he try To the sky like a Coney Island ride Gettin pages from his super agent Community rages at the clout Of the cagers No doubt

What You Need Is Jesus (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

Leavin ankles broke in a pile Son gotta ticket to fly He can make it if he try To the sky like a Coney Island ride Gettin pages from his super agent Community rages at the clout Of the cagers No doubt

Game Face (He Got Game / Soundtrack Ver.) Public Enemy

The way this go down is simple from this day forth Anything dealin' wit rapstay off this the playoffs no payoffs Strictly skills if your brains insane then stick to ya deals In this field it ain't all

Game Face (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

The way this go down is simple from this day forth Anything dealin' wit rapstay off this the playoffs no payoffs Strictly skills if your brains insane then stick to ya deals In this field it ain't all

Unstoppable (He Got Game / Soundtrack Ver.) Public Enemy

liar You can't deny tha Public Enemy With the public enema I get's way up in buttock My stuff rock I rocks cause This hip hop The long laster Chuck D wit Blast Murderer I know you heard a The word I be

Sudden Death (Interlude) (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

No don't test me Checks from the ass to the throne Grown, I'ma do it my way Oh, by the way, I don't play So what you say about this lost and found In lust but bound To get the stacks From the last sex

Go Cat Go (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

so la ti dough The chiza/rarely do missa Money earner isa Barn burner Highlighted by the headturner Every step you take Televised by Ted Turner TBS and TNT Sunday drain the tray But drew the foul on NBC

What You Need Is Jesus Public Enemy

Parquet tiles Leavin ankles broke in a pile Son gotta ticket to fly He can make it if he try To the sky like a Coney Island ride Gettin pages from his super agent Community rages at the clout

Shake Your Booty (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

time ticks, just count the six to eight figures? ?

Is Your God A Dog (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

years back Is now back With New York on the jersey front and back Feel like Tiger Woods Got madd goods Way up from the cheap seats Comin outta the hood Race to the black seats Amongst the wack seats Be

House Of The Rising Son (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

gun didn't know I was loaded devil attempts to get heroes railroaded stole the ball from lost souls for whom the final bell toles confused with moses in street clothes he suppose he the one with the corn

Unstoppable (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) (Feat. KRS-One) Public Enemy

liar You can't deny tha Public Enemy With the public enema I get's way up in buttock My stuff rock I rocks cause This hip hop The long laster Chuck D wit Blast Murderer I know you heard a The word I be

Resurrection (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) (Feat. Masta Killa) Public Enemy

The credit belongs to the Team who's in the arena Whose faces are marred by Dust, sweat and blood Who knows the great enthusiasm The great devotions and spends Themselves in a worthy cause Who at best

Politics Of The Sneaker Pimps (From The "He Got Game" Soundtrack) Public Enemy

, and k-swiss High school and college coaches gettin Kickbacks from scholarships and them slave ships Hey Dr.

He Got Game Public Enemy

Nonsense perseveres Prayers laced wit fear Beware 2 triple 0 is near CHORUS: It might feel good It might sound a lil somethin but Damn the game If it don't mean nuttin What is game who got

He Got Game (From "He Got Game") (Feat. Stephen Stills) Public Enemy

Thought areparations Got em playin wit the population Nothing to lose Everythings approved People used Even murders excused White men in suits Don't have to jump Still theres 1001 ways To lose wit the

Bedlam 13:13 Public Enemy

Huffed and he puffed Huffed and he puffed Blew tha house down Now how dat sound Never no never Give up gotta gotta live up To my name Triple double in da rap game Cause I ain't goin niggatronic

Megablast Public Enemy

two punches, now you got no wind Hittin' mega pipes, gettin' super stupid thin Smokin' all the squares and crying all the tears Cause you're workin' for ya boy, came short and full of swears Ya couldn't

Megablast (The Madd Skillz Bass Pipe Gett Off Remixx) Public Enemy

can't lift 'em Ya throw two punches, now you got no wind Hittin' mega pipes, gettin' super stupid thin Smokin' all the squares and crying all the tears Cause you're workin' for ya boy, came short and

Air Hoodlum Public Enemy

awesome game Practiced in the heat In the rain or in pain Mick so quick 6 foot 6 Down to be picked By anyone but the Celtics Oh what a handle Could score from the floor Wit' people hangin' on

A Letter to The NY Post Public Enemy

beat up on a guy when he found he was a fagney Cagney is a favorite he is my boy He don't jive around he's a real McCoy Chuck D yeah, you tellin' Flav we got to let 'em know Here's a letter to the

A Letter To The New York Post Public Enemy

Artist: Public Enemy Album: Apocalypse 91 Song: A Letter To The New York Post - Drayton - Gary G-Wiz - Robertz - Yo gee Come and get your New York Post New York Post right here Come on y'all Get the bost

What What Public Enemy

When flav starts to get busy Grabbin the mic and they say who is he Cock deezal breakdown like bill bixbie When I think, yo I think in 360 Gimme the mic an i？？

Is Your God A Dog Public Enemy

six years back Is now back With New York on the jersey front and back Feel like Tiger Woods Got madd goods Way up from the cheap seats Comin outta the hood Race to the black seats Amongst the

Party For Your Right To Fight Public Enemy

Power, equality And we're out to get it I know some of you ain't wid it This party started right in '66 With a pro-Black radical mix Then at the hour of twelve Some force cut the power And emerged

Party For Your Right To Fight (Black Wax Metromixx) Public Enemy

Party For Your Right To Fight Ridenhour - Shocklee - Sadler Power, equality And we're out to get it I know some of you ain't wid it This party started right in '66 With a pro-Black radical mix Then at the

He Got Game Public Enemy & Stephen Stills

Chorus: It might feel good it might sound a little somethin' but damn the game if it don't mean nothin what is game who got game where's the game in life behind the game behind the game I got

Brothers Gonna Work It Out Public Enemy

Uh, your bad self Help me break this down from off the shelf Here's a music servin' you so use it Papa's got a brand new funk Get down (party for your right) Huh, let's get it on Like we said before

Fight The Power Public Enemy

1989 the number another summer (get down) Sound of the funky drummer Music hittin' your heart cause I know you got sould (Brothers and sisters, hey) Listen if you're missin' y'all Swingin' while

Nighttrain Public Enemy

Keith an But he be thiefin' I don't trust him Rather bust 'em Up out goes his hand and I cough He once stole from me Yeah I wanna cut it off The black thing is a ride I call the nighttrain It

What Side You On? Public Enemy

It's overtime So the lyric They fear it When they hear it The flow 100 miles and runnin Get near it And go Check it out Go To the race Give the drummer a taste The bass iz commin commin

Give It Up Public Enemy

tockin Chuck shockin Flavor Flav ain't never shavin] (one, two, three four) Verse One: Chuck D It's another record, check it, mad methods To put my brothers and sisters on a deathbed You know he

Living In A Zoo Public Enemy

Skills to kill And fill a hole, we roll deep Wit a frown that's down Low in the meddle of jeep beats So I'm makin a point Not stickin butts or blunts But the Terminator X And the rhythm he cuts

By the Time I Get to Arizona Public Enemy

the elephant 20.000 nig niggy nigas in the corner Of the cell block but they come From California Population none in the desert and sun Wit' a gun cracker Runnin' things under his thumb Starin'

LSD Public Enemy

Told Ya Buffalo Soldier Fell To The Ground Like Folgers Couldn’t Hold The Boulder Fancy Dancer Paralyzed For An Answer In The Hip Hop Game But The Rap Got Cancer Tumors Poppin From The Middle Of

House of the Rising Son Public Enemy

gun didn't know I was loaded devil attempts to get heroes railroaded stole the ball from lost souls for whom the final bell toles confused with moses in street clothes he suppose he the one with

How to Kill a Radio Consultant Public Enemy

by the sucker move Who moved away got away after plannin' a getaway An now he wanna play what he wanna play An got say on what is bumpin' of course he's gettin' somethin' Never know what's good to

How To Kill A Radio Consultant (The DJ Chuck Chillout Mega Murder Boom) Public Enemy

move Who moved away got away after plannin' a getaway An now he wanna play what he wanna play An got say on what is bumpin' of course he's gettin' somethin' Never know what's good to tha neighborhood

Stop In The Name... Public Enemy

Full fledgin never sat on my legend No shuffle or shoulder shruggin Uncle Tommin nickel & dime rhymin This renegade rippin Rugged trax I love it Sorta black owned Like da Denver Nuggets Pow pow The

Thin Line Between Law & Rape Public Enemy

Ya took me from a place Where the race didn't matter And gathered up bodies Without a choice So I rather Pass my opinion/back Run ya over With my rack an pinion Never stop the engine For watcha

Last Mass Of The Caballeros Public Enemy

People in the hood really ain't got shit How much got spent by the President? Where my money went?

Welcome To The Terrordome Public Enemy

I got so much trouble on my mind I refuse to lose Here's your ticket Hear the drummer get wicked The crew to you to push the back to Black Attack so I sat and japped Then slapped the Mac(Intosh

Tie Goes To The Runner Public Enemy

weasels that dropped from the hip hop Kissin' the good bye Goin' goin' gone Keep it flowin' on Like a lemon I ain't livin' Like a lime here's a line To those here's a rose keep the casket closed

Bring Tha Noize Public Enemy

Death row what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal The incredible D. Public Enemy number one Five-O said "Freeze!"

He Got Game Public Enemy f/ Stephen Stills

Chorus: It might feel good it might sound a little somethin' but damn the game if it don't mean nothin what is game who got game where's the game in life behind the game behind the game I got

B Side Wins Again Public Enemy

So here we go y'all Little by little you know We got the power And the knowledge to move 'em And still rock A super song for the cause so...

Meet The G That Killed Me Public Enemy

Man to man I don't know if they can From what I know The parts don't fit (Ahh shit) How he's sharin' a needle With a drug addict He don't believe he has it (Either) But now he does, he doesn't