beat them all
public enemy
we start controlling the dow jones industrial
and start using niggers in the world bank
and every time the president wanna raise the price of gold
he gotta call twelve of us in and six of them
why you buildin' the wall
think you got enough balls
you ain't got enough nerves
you ain't got enough gall
tired of you pickin' my pocket
hear me rage like a prophet
face to face and who smack it
hear my point so you got it
see your ass try to stop it
greatest band in the world
greatest rhymers be sayin'
greatest band in the world
what the fuck is the problem
that your world ain't solvin'
where your planet dissolvin'
what y'all callin' a nation
why the fuck you surprised
when the fuck are y'all ready to fight?
got 'em got 'em livin' in fear
strippin' robbin' their years
drippin' into their beers