P.E. 2000

A yo Puff, check this out, I`m tired of fuckin` dictating on these<br>mutherfuckers lets take it to the next millennium on these niggas,<br>you got to keep bubblin` on em, platinum doublin` on em, fuck<br>these niggas, A yo, I bumped into these cat an` they was like,<br>"Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice," I said yo,<br>he don`t swear he nice, he knows he nice.<br>You Public Enemy number one right now, fuck that dash spit<br>that hydro-ghetto shit,<br><br>(Puffy)<br>Lets go,<br>thats that beat right here<br>who should I fear<br>throw your hand in the air<br>socialise, get down, let your soouulll lead the way<br>cause i`m that enemy that you can`t see<br>who you wanna be, you ain`t shit to me<br>It ain`t hard for you to get to me<br>playa, my own dogs, they`ll spit fo me<br>so if you want whats mine, you gots to have the heart<br>I`ve seen em come and i`ve seen em part<br>If you ain`t want beef then why did you start?<br>Front from the light catch shots after dark<br>suffer duck or you`ll catch these<br>on the spot, red dots make em all believe<br>ain`t nobody kicking the rhymes like these<br>see I do the things that they can`t achieve<br>so don`t start bassin` an` i`ll start pacing<br>bets on that you`ll be discracing<br>more hotter than the sun,<br>I`m living on the run<br>because i`m Public Enemy number one<br><br>Chorus (singing with beat scratching in the background)<br><br>one, one, one one,<br>one, one, one<br>one, one, one<br><br>let me ask you, what you got against me?<br>is it my girl or is it the Bentley?<br>is it my house? or maybe its all three<br>I just came up and you`re all against me<br>now ask yourself, why is he number one?<br>now ask yourself, who`s done what he`s done<br>then ask yourself, you`re fifth of the long run<br>you think its a game cause you fucked the wrong one<br>always with God and I don`t swing solo,<br>never back down when I got a throw dolo<br>wanna see me out, but I just won`t go though<br>pretty young thing wanna have my photo<br>one in the room hangin` on the wall<br>in rememberance that I rocked them all<br>got no time for those that think small<br>grill me in the club cause they can`t ball<br>hate shot callers,<br>hate them ballers,<br>back in control now I call orders<br>it`s no fun fleeing under the gun,<br>because they got me Public Enemy number one<br><br>Chorus<br><br>All you suckers, liars,<br>caught at the fires,<br>wanna infiltrate and break my empire<br>I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating<br>giving them the juice thast their not gettin`<br>a bonafide playa, now who got the flavour<br>a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer<br>I`m the life saver, the New york mayor<br>before you try me, you better say your prayers<br>my word to the wise is "Do not cry,"<br>you know that i`m gone then say don`t die<br>I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme<br>thought it was over but I crept from behind,<br>wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind<br>almost 2000 and running out of time<br>almost to the point when I wanna bust nines<br>a lot of straight faces, I can only trust mine<br>soldiers in positions, all on the front line<br>don`t make a move till I give them the sign<br>known as the poetical, lyrical miracle son<br>because i`m Public Enemy number one<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats what i`m talking about love,<br>sparklin` and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin`<br>foul like, talking about what you got and what they ain`t got,<br>they wanna bring you down.<br><br>(beat fades)