Public Enemy - Bring That Beat Back lyrics

Played in Cincinnati Wit my whole head nappy Made a rally in the street Wit nothin' but a beat Gotta grudge against a judge Kick 'em out that seat You are what you eat So what you eatin'? Same message to your mind Be self defeatin' Sick n tired of bein' sick And tired of bein' beaten Saw 'em drop it like it Was way too hot and too fast For hip hop, doo wop, rock or bop Ain't here to hurt you Don't hang in them circles Government ain't got me Yet so y'all don't stop me See a stampede of fake cats Runnin' from Bill Cosby What does he gotta do wit you doin' you? Y'all know what? DJ, Lord gimme that cut Bring that beat back That's what's up Feedback from truly Freed blacks Gotta think outta this Box of hard knocks Lined 'em up at Fort Knox To die in Iraq You don't know I rock? What you under a rock? Old cats beggin' us to bring that beat back Each generation thinks The next one is wack Jump started in the daze of crack R&B Reagan, daddy Bush Way the hell on back Pray to god Feel like I got a church in myself Good god, uh, can't get no help I say again health care cutback sh** is wack Bring that beat back They say the youth don't matter And the old don't mind It takes a lotta spine To build all them young minds Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time Album what? We just makin' one at a time To save another brother whose life on the line A big shot to claim some rocks and shine Signs of a soul gone solo, robbed blind A very small part of half the worlds crime Runaway child blown by an old land mine Little ones workin' in diamond mines So cats can say what's hers and what's mine Diamonds is girls best friend So why's he cryin'? See when y'all hear it get near it And you recognize the lyrics You trained to refrain And you start to fear it Escapism Like today there ain't racism Obviously y'all ain't see Black folks on TV Judgment calls Made on behalf of you and me Or you and I Do or die I say an I for an I Dividin' line Got the poor people Payin' for crime Corporations gettin' paid off our jail time Now y'all can tell Russell Yes, I knock the hustle 'Cause 2 million in lock down Under federal muscle Beyond the streets These kids is always watchin' Watching some of these jerks When they go berserk So I work