歌曲名 Give It Up (Album Version) 歌手名 Public Enemy

作词：Gary Rinaldo+Sean Devore+Alvertis Isbell+Carlton Ridenhour+Thomas Marvell

作曲：Gary Rinaldo+Sean Devore+Alvertis Isbell+Carlton Ridenhour+Thomas Marvell

Aight aight aight aight

you aight aight

I be better get some that bass

give it up aight

It another record check it mad methods

To put my brothers and sisters on a deathbed

You know he cheated took what he wanted but now you blunted

Suckin up to the devil steppin down a level

It who they fear is

Who protects us from us and you from

I sued them bastards yeah they got bounce

I did em like a demo em out the window

I took a 98 cause I never liked a limo

But pump pump pump pu pump it up

for mad times that what up

Some ain gonna change I got em in a range

I gotta rearrange so I buildin back your brain

Wreckin records with funky stuff

Am enough You got ta give it

Give it up give it up give it up yo

Give it up give it up gotta give it up

Yeah give it up

You gots ta give it up now

Come again with the same old bounce

I calling a foul and once again it counts

Mad tense mad tense brothers know

The blunts in the back got the black behind and that wack

Hey corn cracker singin don care it on

I gotta get a rhyme through the rough and crazy times

Call me a Hannibal lecture yes I checked her

They don hear me though so here I go

I sick and tired so Sly take ya higher

When I takin his sound to bring you down

Rappers rippin a lyrical kickin finger

But to the rhythm I givin but never cotton pickin

Like James Brown I sayin it loud

Am I loud enough Huh you got ta give it up

ain gonna change some ain gonna change

Some ain gonna never ever change

Some ain gonna change some ain gonna change

Some ain gonna NEVER EVER change

Give it up

And when I coming some young dumb and fulla cum

Some second guessing my lessons about saving young

Some don know like Run said so here we

Where it is inside whoop there it is

There it is

it is damn right

My is a bad mother your mouth

I talking about Terminator he the man

There it is can you hit me off with another one

I never did represent doing dumb shit

Some gangsta lying I rather diss Presidents

Dead or alive bring em and I swing em

I vocalize I just rap I don sing em

Flick em and I fling em you can go with em

Hall of Fame for the game for the points I Dave Bing em

Go Grandmama close but no cigar

I got mine for I using my rhyme

The flow go wherever I want and that clever

Give a piece of my time to prevent some crime

And who behind puttin the guns to the young ones

The ones that make em is the ones that take em

Rugged for no reason down in duck season

I don want my mama on the street wearing armor

before ya wreck yaself

Respect yaself hah you got ta give it up

Give it up give it up give it up

Give it up give it up