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PE2000 Lyrics

Artist: Puff Daddy
Album: Forever

A yo Puff, check this out, I'm tired of of fuckin dictacting on these mutherfuckers.
Let's take it to the next millennium on these niggas.
You got to keep bubblin on em, platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas.
A yo, I bumped into these cat an they was like, "Yeah, what's up wit that nigga Puff, he swear he
nice," I said Yo, the brother don't swear he nice, he knows he nice
You Public Enemy number one right now, fuck that dash spit that hydro-ghetto shit.
(Puffy)
Let's go
That's that beat right there
Who should I fear?
Throw your hands in the air
Socialise, get down, let your soouullll lead the way
Cause I'm that enemy that you can't see
What you wanna be, you ain't shit to me
It ain't hard for you to get to me
Playa, my own dogs, they'll spit for me
So if you want what's mine, you gots to have the heart
I seen them come and I seen them part
If you ain't want beef then why did you start?
Front from the light catch shots after dark
Suffer duck or you catch these
On the spot, red dots make them all believe
Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like these
See I do things that they can't achieve
So don't start bassin I'll start pacing
Bets on that you'll be disgracing
More hotter than the sun, I'm living on the run
Because I'm Public Enemy number one

(Chorus)
One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Let me ask you what you got against me
Is it my girl or is the Bentley?
Is it my house or maybe it's all free?
I just came up and y'all against me
Now ask yourself, why is he number one?
Now ask yourself, who's done what he's done?
Then ask yourself, you're fifth of the long run?
You think it's a game cause you fucked the wrong one
Always with God and I don't swing solo
Never back down when I got a throw dolo
Wanna see me out but I just won't go though
Pretty young things wanna have my photo
One in the room hangin on the wall
In rememberance that I rocked them all
Got no time for those that think small
Grill me in the club cause they can't ball
Hate shot callers, hate them ballers
Back in control now I call orders
It's no fun fleeing under the gun
Because they got me Public Enemy number one

(Chorus)

All you suckers, liars, caught at the fires
Wanna infiltrate and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating
Giving them the juice that their not gettin
A bonafide playa, now who got the flavour
A non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New York mayor
Before you try me, you better say your prayers
My word to the wise is "Do not cry,"
Till you know know that I'm gone then you say don't die
I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme
Thought it was over but I crept from behind
Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind
Almost 2000 and running out of time
Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines
A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine
Soldiers in positions, all on the front line
Don't make a move till I give them the sign
Known as the poetical, lyric miracle son
I'm Public Enemy number one

(Chorus)

Yeah, yeah, that's right Puff, that's what I'm talking about love
Sparklin and glistenin on these mutherfuckers
These niggas talking foul like
Talking about what you got and what they ain't
They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down
Well, fuck that they just mad
Cause you got all the ladies
And you pushing them Bentleys
Not Mercedes, Bentleys
And that's the way the story goes
And that's the way the story goes

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