Enemy Public - Kill Em Live Lyrics


Enemy Public Lyrics

Kill Em Live Lyrics
Verse 1: Chuck D



All I wanna do is get paid back

for all that time I spent in the back

Livin in shacks fillin up sacks of cotton

Now it's what we fought you're makin six packs

There's some got our hope out of control

of my soul pass the Ol' Gold

Behold the pale horse Supreme Court

Sweatin niggas like sports

Hunt a nigga for sport

See a nigga play sports no support

On the outside lookin in

If that's what's up then I ain't never been in style then

Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing

Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen

You better defend that bullshit on the other end

F*ck your own thing, if your own thing's the wrong thing

F*ck dem chicken wings

Last able man standing

Follow what? I ain't understanding

What's better to understand then be misunderstood?

Cos the FBI is up to no good

Power to the peeps who come with their own drum

And don't end up like sheep



(*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)

*repeat x3*



Verse 2: Chuck D



Mad heads confused by the isms

Bustin caps incoginisms

Phone taps, makin sure they record ya

>From my midnight plane to Georgia, uhh

Ancient to ???? player

The life giver, the name take-awayer

Propaganda can't gasp the last man standing

Assassinate all the plannin

Get wreck, what you see is what you get

To plunder more stars than Trek

21st Century Robin Hood

I guess the politics are robbin hoods

F*ck the Government cos you know that I would

Cos the FBI is up to no good

Power to the peeps who come with their own drum

And don't end up like sheep



(*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)

*repeat x5*



Verse 3: Chuck D



Be a bitch is a foreign crime

Engine, Engine Number 9



Engineerin monopolies, triggers and uninsured jalopy's

Catchin more lock than companies

Engineerin opinion and policies

Herd following like sheep

Following of the sheep will be sheep

based on what they heard from their peeps, uhh

Able to straddle quick beats without a battle

Politician assassinated

Rappers get shot, quote Chris Rock

"To have, to have not" is the question

Yes, them 'have nots' be robots

All the sheeps have forgot

The 'haves' keep the 'have nots' guessin

under them Smith & Wessuns



(*Kill!*) (*Kill Em Live!*)

*repeat x7





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