Public Enemy - House of the Rising Son lyrics

Look around What do you see Can you see what I can see Hard to live without we Catchin hell without he Phenomenons, phenoms and prodigys - huh 20,000 maniacs just gotta be Human highlight flicks They wanna be Hobbys turned to robberys They k**in me The gun didn't know I was loaded Devil attempts to get heroes railroaded Stole the ball from lost souls For whom the final bell tolls Confused wit moses in street clothes I suppose he the one wit cornrows Blessed to do this Outside jay Do you know the way to the aba One on one He just begun Come to the house Of the rising son I ain't one of these Programmed cats Just off the black Where the shot clock at Don't back me if I come Wit milky raps Smack me if I rhyme on Silky tracks Takes a nation to get back - huh Mike sometimes the opposite Of watcha like I'm tired of taps within Sometimes your brain's your cell Prisons the skin you in Gettin change beyond the point Blank range Combined wit the cross it's gettin over strange Here comes the son But who's gonna stop The rain