Kickin' like Bruce Lee's Chinese connection
Sucker duck MCs, you get me pissed
I said, "Yo, the brother don't swear he's nice, he knows he's nice"
'Cause you an' your crew is only known as good triers
I'm the rhyme player, the ozone layer
"Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice"
Known as the poetic, political, lyrical son
You got no rap but you want to battle
Ya know what I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me
An' that's the way the story goes
Because they got me, Public Enemy number one
You have no desires, your father fixes tires
Yo, Chuck, bust a move, man
On the way out to L.A. [Incomprehensible]
That's just the way the story goes
One, one, one
You turn him into a Public Enemy, man
'Cause yo, man, let me tell you a little somethin', man
One, one, one
While we was in the car, on our way to the Shot
One, one, one
A time for a crime that I can't find
Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man, that's what you gotta do
On stereo, never ever mind, yo
1, 2, 3, down for the count
You can't rock the kid, so go cut the cheese
Now remember that line you was kickin' to me
You just got caught a for goin' out of order
'Cause I can go solo, like a Tyson bolo
So we have us, so you're okay?
I'll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
I got a posse of a force to back me up
You try to sell ya equipment but you get no buyers
It's no fun bein' on the run
One, one, one
Watch out, we got never the match
Cold rock rap, 49er supreme
Just like that, ya know, they try to bring you down with 'em
I'm Public Enemy number one
You gotta let 'em know that this is the 80's
Publisher: DEF AMERICAN SONGS
This word to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened, just admit you lied
You an' your mind from a beatin' from my rhymes
Oh yes, I presume it's the tunes that make us groom
One, one, one, one
They get a little jealous, ya know what I'm sayin'?
Ya know what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
Who's who in the world of beat
I'm not a law obeyer so you can tell your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, rock poetry sayer
An' I'll wax cold tax, made sure you got dunked
Enemy down, the L.I. circuit sound
Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers
Is what I choose an' I use, I never lose to a team
One, one, one
The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt
All wax, yes, I'm talkin' about vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got froze up
One, one, one
It's you they never hire, you're never on flyers
You just got dissed, all but dismissed
So don't start bassin', I'll start placin'
For all you suckers, liars and cheap amplifiers
Ain't it Chuckie D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ Melody
But it's also the words from our direction, a gold boy session
Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared
Written while sittin', all fittin', not bitten
You grown up criers, now here's a pair of pliers
Wanna hear it again? We got a force
An' in the backyard we got a fly Mercedes
Run in their room and hang it on the wall
A battle, what? Here's a Bible, start your prayer
I don't break in stores but I break all laws
You gotta tell them just like that, ya know what I'm sayin'?
My rap's red hot, 110 degrees
One, one, one
It's like havin' a boat but you got no paddle
These brothers runnin' around, hard headed
Make the fly girls wanna have my photo
One, one, one
One, one, one
An' now you're servin' football teams their water
I was on my way up here to the studio
Well, I'm all in, put it up on the board
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em know
Songwriters: James Boxley, Carlton Ridenhour
Ambush attack, on my back, double teamin', get creamed
Your crossed up wires are always startin' fires
To make all the ladies swoon
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
An' we can get all the ladies
An' let them know what goes on, what goes on
In remembrance that I rocked them all
Because I'm Public Enemy number one
Take this application of rhymes like these
Don't you know, don't you know?
Well yo, right now, kick the bass for them brothers
Bets on that? You'll be disgracin'
'Cause I never pause, I say it because
You messed with the master, word to Chuck
Givin' me the juice that your not gettin'