Public Enemy - Night Of The Living Baseheads Lyrics
Ridenhour - shocklee - sadlerHere it isBammmAnd you say, goddamnThis is the dope jamBut lets define the term called dopeAnd you think it mean funky now, noHere is a true taleOf the ones that dealAre the ones that failYeahYou can move if you wanna moveWhat it proveIts here like the grooveThe problem is this - we gotta fix itCheck out the justice - and how they run itSellin, smellinSniffin, riffinAnd brothers try to get swift anSell to their own, rob a homeWhile some shrivel to boneLike comatose walkin aroundPlease dont confuse this with the soundIm talking about...bassI put this together to...Rock the bells of those thatBoost the doseOf lack a lackAnd those that sell to blackShame on a brother when he dealinThe same block where my 98 be wheelinAnd everybody knowAnother kiloFrom a corner from a brother to keep another -BelowStop illin and killinStop grillinYo, black, yo (we are willin)4, 5 oclock in the morninWait a minute yallThe fiends are fiendinDay to day they say no other wayThis stuff...Is really badIm talkin bout...bassYo, listenI see it on their faces(first come first serve basis)Standin in lineCheckin the timeHomeboys playin the curbThe same ones that used to do herbNow theyre gonePassin it onPoison attack - the black word bondDaddy-oOnce said to meHe knew a brother who stayed all day in his jeepAnd at night he went to sleepAnd in the mornin all he had wasThe sneakers on his feetThe culprit used to jam and rock the mike, yoHe stripped the jeep to fill his pipeAnd wander around to find a placeWhere they rocked to a different kind of...bass
