Public Enemy - Stop In The Name... lyrics

Ridenhour - walford Full fledgin never sat on my legend No shuffle or shoulder shruggin Uncle tommin nickel & dime rhymin This renegade rippin Rugged trax i love it Sorta black owned Like da denver nuggets Pow pow The original Harder hitter Iz back in black On deck wit a turtleneck Uh ha you can drink All you want But hard dont make Da liquid matter you intake The logical Sorta psychological Brother like bu*ter spread to one Another Thicker da blunt & got sicker Once upon a rhyme all bigger Meant was for bigga cotton picker Leave alone The men from the mice Who twice packs da gatt Turn into dirty ratts I'm comin wit the andidote, i hope they cope To da rhythm i wrote Pawns in da game Goin down da drain Final call to my race in pain