Public Enemy - Air Conditioning (Revisited) lyrics

the same song heard over over and over and over and over and over and over gotta tell me why the hell they got a mars rover when much of arizona still cant grow a thing in dirt im hurt you dont know solomon burke or james brown did work or the son of bazerk ike turner beats before he got meaner wit tina when times were leaner cats did six shows horne at the appollo, holla dyamite shows below 5 dollars sax machines dont be so mean heard were trumpets cmon can you jump it off over the atlantic took the soul for granted air stole the soul like a bandit conditioning verse 2 motown stax put the soul to rest chess put the blues up in that chest s** shops backdrops joe tex beats in the middle of hip hop get em out them seats fast cars and faster women take em to the limit the poetry of money taking names down wit it sayinno to techno beat it up too quick dark chords livin on a sick guitar lick mutated, faded, now im feelin fela hate i cant find it without radar cross fader crossed over caught in the chaos cant hear want cause it costs some dollars and the air snatched the soul and we abandoned i think somebody planned it conditioning verse 3