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Public Enemy But Can You Kill The Nigger In You

high dresses CHORUS Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2 Because my lyrics be true But can you kill the nigga in you VERSE II Madd niggas hittin shit But

high dresses CHORUS Now you wanna kill me That may be true 1,2 Because my lyrics be true But can you kill the nigga in you VERSE II Madd niggas hittin shit But

and Sentras Young niggas fightin' their case with public defenders Be your own good ride, right, right These are the geto highlites To the niggas who smokin' indo chocolate, tired of stress Niggas

You Can't Make a Retraction Once You've Put Your Head out And Then You're Blue in the Face, As You Try to State Your Case You Can Think with Your Dick

You Can't Make a Retraction Once You've Put Your Head out And Then You're Blue in the Face, As You Try to State Your Case You Can Think with Your Dick

my lungs full of haze. That's when I didn't give a fuck, now I got my sons. Shoot a nigga he die, public enemy number one! But this ain't no action flick

you got a big back lemme bend that Show me where ya friends at we can flip that Lemme put you on the game. I show you where the bloods at where the crips

reppin' Southside for me) Nigga, you ride for me? (you ain't even got to ask) Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you

on my side like Yosemite You sick of that weak bullshit, here's the remedy Jack Daniel Tennessee, mixed with the Hennessy Turn into a Chuck D, boy, Public Enemy