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(Whoa, whoa, whoa)
Check this out right about now I want to introduce your brother That came all the way out of here from The Strong Island, New York He's one of the founders of revolutionary music In our time period He was a huge influence on us We wanna bring them out right now So check it out We got a man by the name of Chuck D. For Public Enemy Yeah What's up, what's up (yeah) What's up, what's up (yeah) What's up, what's up (yeah) What's up, what's up (yeah) What's up, what's up I wanna bring to the stage Backstab Chew on the face, tell me your face We got random drugs Can you get some? Throw it in the bounce Can you get some? Punk punk with my laughing all the time Return to the boom bag This is the rage in the ear He he he he The crowd so near me But you're still not hearing me That's what I got for me The other day, I opened it in red and it said it was suckin' She wanted me for the money or whatever But she'll make you but a damn sex never Here is a man that never gave a damn About a woman I'd be of myself I thought they never knew I was the one that was just a very minute hit I pray to be of suckers' high quality Whose word is like one of my sins? How long has it been that got me sayin' I'm the same pain? I've gotta give up with that girl I was thought before I gotta pray and I'm playin' all I sell for I'm never seen this before on a rides Come on, pull up like me in the sun There'll be another one A virginity star if it's high and true That I am, I'm gonna find me a sucker Give it a lesson, could not understand It all about me I could never be a betterer All this shit, this shit, waitin' for real I gotta bore this back So I'm lookin' for a beer Come on, y'all, give it up for Chuck D Yeah, yeah, yeah
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