Last Mass of the Caballeros
Public Enemy
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Mad topics, no you can't stop it Like how much they paid for that rocket? People in the hood really ain't got shit How much got spent by the President? Where my money went? livin' here separate Even heads gotta nerve yellin' represent Beat down cribs funky ghetto adlibs Gadgets, value jets, half lit cigarettes, city limits Put my whole soul in it I been waitin' too long to get where I'm goin' Hatas dissin' this flowin', thinkin' ball and rap Is the greatest thing from blacks Hype, watch a sucka run to it Seems like a river runs through it Simple to do it, pass the can around Try to help one another The pimp got tricks That he learned from the other Go by the color you'll discover Damn everybody ain't no brother Just when you thought it was safe I'm dubbing mad breaks on ol' C.I.A. tapes Ain't no stoppin' who in this country tis of you It?s monkey see monkey do Now in the age of followin' the celebrity rage A twelve gauge flipped the whole page The score lopsided in a one sided war Could be more than what you bargained for Six-pack weasels pumped up by their own press releases Till the capital ceases Ain't no difference tween black and white Except the green in between, yeah, right Know, what I mean? Spook that sat by the sound Black like James Brown, it?s been goin' down Spirit in your dark ass direction Projection controls perception Got you guessin' in the art of deception Indexes confusin' Rolexes for Rolodexes Another brother fried in Texas Spent my best pay days hittin' off exec's Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Analysis of the situations Bringing forth alarming revelations Cigars a hundred thousand dollar cars, what Most of us do the laundry in the bus Is we blessed 'cause fast foods processed Will the last be first can the first be less? Got no leverage Mad thirst for the beverages Now the funk got us dead 'n' drunk Got your drink on but got no think on Now you got beef, wanna knock out teeth Against the land of the lost, gettin' tosses 6 daze a week of course to the bosses Old timers preachin' as born again rhymers In the school gotta walk men Graduates can't talk, man Lyin' between the chalk man shakin' that money maker That MTV honey is a faker Let Ill and Al take her Deaded borders separated by the waters Stats and surveys be off like Saturdays Madd killers reproducin' like caterpillars What's on your mind on the welfare line? Cuttin' Medicaid got us droppin' like flies Words from the wise comin' from the dead Not alive from Facundo Ariel López Trejo
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Written by: CARLTON RIDENHOUR, GARY RINALDO
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