Yo yo whassup ice man you look upset brother Yo man I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record yaknahmsayin Man go ahead and kick it man Let the people know whats happenin man You know brothers out there sellin out man Why they goin out like that man Yo sellin out like it ain't nothin man I ain't with it Dig it I'm just a brother from l a South central I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime rhyme; But my lyrics are deeper Because I'm the one that makes you think before make a move I wrote pusher high rollers and colors just to prove That I could kick game and drop knowledge at the same time But one l a station wouldn't play my records one time I'm tryin to save my community But these bourgeoise blacks keep on doggin me They don't care about violence drugs and gangs Kjlh you ain't about nuttin You just a bunch of punk bourgeoise black suckers And this ones for me You won't play no public enemy You ain't playin no boogie down productions You ain't tryin to represent the black community You just carin about your little ol r&b +bull+ You play all day and night I represent los angeles all over the united states And you ain't did nuttin for me Think about it Hold up I ain't finished on the diss tip Theres a few more punks that I got to rip All you chump mcs who sell out quick When p e was on the top you rode the tip But now they got problems and you suckers run Whos chucks real friends does he really have one You yell p e this p e that Fist in the air proud to be black Now they got static and you run like punks I havent heard an mc stand up for him once Maybe you suckers are just hopin that they fall off So you can fill their shoes nope sorry boss Thats what the matter with black people anyway We ain't down with nothin I don't care what you say Yell or lie don't even bother How low will a brother go for a dollar Public enemy broke a new rap age And now you rappers ain't got nuttin to say Yo its their problemgriff shouldnta said it E wheres my pistol (yo Ill go get it) Cause its time for me to enforce some discipline Are you down or not are you out or in Chuck flav and griff are my true friends I got their backs if it means my career ends All you so-called down mcs with public enemy I ain't heard nobody out there tryin to help my man out Youknowhatimsayin griff is my man I don't care what he said Youknowhatimsayin and I ain't gon let them go out like that Youknowhatimsayin chuck ice got your back Anybody out there got problems with public enemy come talk to me Once again I'm back in the diss mode I gotta speak my mind its time to unload On this so-called government weve got If I lied like them I think Id get shot They sell drugs to kids and say its us And when the cops are crooks who can you trust You only see young brothers in a drug bust Ashes to ashes and dust to dust My homey got a year for an ounce of w**d While bush sells weapons to the enemy You gotta be stone blind not to see Our government is honest ni**a please Coc*ine can't be made in the united states Kickin facts like this our government hates The young kids on the streets ain't the enemy Theyre just ghetto youth after money They sell drugs but who sells drugs to them Try the c i a my friend Or the f b i or even bush Somebodys gettin rich damn sure ain't us Were just killin ourselves while others laugh Look at the street its a coc*ine bloodbath We gotta realize d**e is pure death Mess with drugs you're breathin your last breath Sellin drugs is straight up genocide Theyre gonna laugh while we all die Sittin up there thinkin you're makin that money Hustlin and all that you're killin your brothers Youknowhatimsayin you just stupid straight up stupid Puttin d**e into your body - cmon youknowhatimsayin You gotta get somethin goin out there Get some brains youknowhatimsayin We are just playin ourselves cold out of the pocket This ones for me I make records for you