Resurrection

Chuck D:<br><br>damn back again up on track again<br>some of y`all black again it got dark<br>on your mark get set <br>out of sight out of mind <br>hyprocites forget like marionettes <br>strings in the back like nets <br>the chosen one who can laugh themselves to death <br>lack of rhymes meaningless punch lines <br>battle for your mind<br>like Israel and Palastine<br>good news there is some hard ass times<br>no more disses<br>repeated hook lines and chorus`<br>days of doris`<br>got issues and wishes<br>got the jam but gettin paid up off the misses<br>ain`t nothin wrong but wait fuck another love song<br>it`s the r&b strangler bringing nosie in the wranglers<br>rock all the heads big times and alzheimers<br>shot the pill while I drop skills up in Brazil<br>now the pitch<br>Lord save us from that sword of Davis<br>that kidnap hip hop tracks and the beats in the game of rap<br>put my soul in it<br>care less about the gold in it<br>boom the shootie<br>got `em running from the paparazzi<br>lodie dotie<br>when the feds come and doom your party<br>cracker in the back<br>don`t you know it`s illuminati<br>ain`t nothing changed<br>PE we be the same crew<br>resurrection in the game here to save you<br><br>Flava Flav:<br><br>yo it`s going down baby<br>it`s going down family<br>that`s my word<br>we gettin ready to turn this shit to the two and three zeros<br>ya know what I`m sayin<br>have all the clocks goin backwards<br>have everything goin haywire<br>you lauged before let`s see you laugh now blue cow<br>how now black cow<br>word to bird<br>word to bird<br>word to bird nigga<br><br>Chuck D:<br><br>one on one<br>hard like tarot cards<br>behold the one man million man march<br>takes a nation<br>400 year violation<br>apocalyptic no power in this happy hour<br>hazordus no you don`t like lazarus<br>just black baby<br>where my soul be at<br>star spelled backwards is rats<br>let bra man rap<br>I`m trapped in the back with these industry cats<br>one step forward two steps back<br>making habits claiming habitats<br>ratta tat tat<br>wish you could turn back the hands of time<br>and get mental<br>pop the track eight track lincoln contniental<br>I`m the mouth that roared<br>swore to the Lord<br>the eye of hawk<br>both live and die by the sword<br>the forbidden<br>the six man be sinning from the beginning<br>the suckers hand be hidden<br>intesne<br>knocking your block with some sense<br>PE got more jewels than dead presidents<br>the devil try to get me cross like a crucifix<br>but I am focused on the vultures<br>like a loc of locusts <br>new world order is goin down<br>gettin round<br>I`m the spook that sat by the sound<br>fucking with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon<br>ain`t nothing changed PE we be the same crew boy<br><br>Flava Flav:<br><br>yeah that`s right<br>nine eight<br>no joking<br>we coming out smoking<br>and for all y`all that`s been sleeping on us<br>you`re lacking you`re lacking<br>aiyo check 1-2<br>I`ve got my mand that`s about to sneak up on you and your crew<br>ya know what I`m saying<br>check 1-2<br>aiyo Masta Killa I want you to put one up in `em son<br>and show `em you ain`t done son<br>ball `em with the back of the gun son<br>make `em run son<br><br>Masta Killa:<br><br>sliding down broadway beneath the j line<br>slumped in the incline position<br>mind travellin beyond the shell<br>which holds the soul controlled by the Allah<br>I be most humble but also punishable<br>for those who are unlawful to righteousness<br>I strive to stay alive and live this<br>many fell victim to the wisdom <br>I mastered this<br>the track ovulates the mic like prostate gland imperegnates<br>onto the paper the pain pours<br>for the love of my brother that hurts just the same<br>fuck fame<br>my gun I bust to maintain<br>moods are insiduous<br>baffels and eludes those who label the God being anti-social<br>chose not to apply their third eye<br>I travel at the speed of thought rate<br>it`s fatal<br>what will enable a man to levitate<br><br>Flava Flav:<br><br>and you can take that and put that on the back of your brain<br>coming straight to you from Masta Killa<br>ain`t nuttin iller<br>I told you PE is still in full effect<br>beyond the year 2000<br>we ain`t taking no shorts<br>and y`all need to know that<br>to make your head fat boy