War At 33 1/3 Public Enemy

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[Chuck D (Louis Farrakhan)]
Yo, move on 'em! Grab his soul and get the black mind back!
(They just hope that he'll never wake up! Because they never wanna meet him on the battlefield)

[Flavor Flav] Listen!

[Verse 1: Chuck D]
War at 33 1/3
Haven't you heard
I got quick and clever
At the level of a scientist
With this list my fist pumps chumps
And don't miss
Sorry majority grudge against the enemy
And any other nigga wit an attitude see
And any other rapper who's a brother
Tries to speak to one another
Gets smothered by the other kind
Not so divine so I heard through the grapevine
Sent the feds out to get mine
Time yo-yo to go Bronco in 90-91
Laughin' while they're searchin' for my 98
Accelerate the race from the chase
Look at my face
That they hate, but they don't want a debate
To take, great
Can I live my life without 'em treatin'
Every brother like me like I'm holdin'
A knife alright time to smack Uncle Sam
Who don't give a damn, look at the flag
My blood's a flood
Without credit
Black and close to the edit
I fed it, you read it, just remember who said it