Public Enemy - Super Agent...he Is What He Is lyrics

Sold / black gold One strong buck To the milwaukee bucks For a million bucks Just get em off the street So he don't get bucked Super agent to rescue So he won't get f**ed Ya run n******g run To the auction block But you can't pledge alliegance To the block This buck right here The right kind a stock For sale for pa**in The right kind a rock Auctioneer stern to ma**a falk Can a n***a go home Where he used to walk Come back but super agent Said you can't talk I didn't know basketball had a balk The buck run laps While they run craniums Players be drainin em Owners be claimin em Super agents framin em Then nicknamin em Tra win their a** To be packin them stadiums In the players ear Word for word verbatim Super agent got em locked Coaches be hatin em Super agent wouldn't even Come in my hood If i had no sk**s Was wack and no good In my neck of the woods The leagues concrete And one can only dream about wood Yeah deal the grade Let the bills get paid Pay respect to the projects And the half-court rejects Scholarship save that college sh** Them championships Don't pay for the head trips f** the trophy Find the loot Then approach me Land of milk and honey Can i get a quickness To the money Or a witness four ______ years I ain't wit this Hell with the ncaa ____ / because My super agents paid With his dollars i can buy a f**in college Miss the rah rah campuses And keep the school buses Lookin who's lovin ya Goin for the jugular They know they can't Contain me on the regular Pimps, pushers Pocketbook guzzler Would you pardon my father Mr. governor Thought he had it made Dreamin about a trade The thanks we get Put the roof on this b**h Dark side of the room When he jumped the broom Super agent got this player Nine-figure wages Back of sports pages Off ghetto stages Shootin sleepin pills And runnin to the hills Starmaker makin stars Hockin burgers and cars Superstar How you get to where you are Chorus Chillin off the court See the n***a got bought Got kicked out the sport Unseen hand made em Kiss the a** of the man One cursed the flag Everybody ran Super agent where are you now? Have you found another brother To be your cow Cause you fumbled my sh** And dropped the ball You won't even answer my call Bridge Can i get a chance If i don't sing or dance Write about romance Or wear short pants So i rave and rant You can't say i can't Get my grants Col chillin in a b boy stance