Public Enemy
they used to call it dope
Select language to translate this lyric
Little piece of my heart like Janis, no Joplin
But pure hip hoppin' as they try to ban us
Crazy flight time, no jacket or ticket
Wilson Picket had soul, fat tracks so the rappers can kick it
Alan freed the waves as much as Lincoln freed da slaves
It's here, I bleed and some bled until dead
I got the rhythm from this headbanger who used to fly high
And now he's just hangin' in da hanger
Hangin' around homeless
In a city of no hope, I can't cope
And just to think see
They used to call it dope
- Album:
- Man Plans God Laughs
- Live from Metropolis Studios
- Planet Earth
- The Evil Empire of Everything
- New Whirl Odor
- He Got Game
- Muse Sick-n-Hour Mess Age
- Greatest Misses
- Apocalypse 91… The Enemy Strikes Black
- Fear Of A Black Planet
- It Takes A Nation Of Millions
- Miscellaneous
- Yo! Bum Rush The Show
- Autobiography Of Mistachuck
- How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?
- Def Jam Music Group Tenth Year Anniversary Box Set
- Tuning Traxx 4 [Online Version]
- 25th Anniversary Vinyl Collection
- Guitar Hero 5
- It Takes a Nation of Millions To Hold Us Back (Deluxe...