Текст песни Public Enemy -  Caught, Can I Get a Witness   
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                                                                    Caught, now in court `cause I stole a beat        This is a sampling sport        But I`m giving it a new name        What you hear is mine        P.E. you know the time        Now, what in the heaven does a jury know about hell        If I took it, but but they just look at me        Like, Hey I`m on a mission        I`m talkin` `bout conditions        Ain`t right sittin` like dynamite        Gonna blow you up and it just might        Blow up the bench and        Judge, the courtroom plus I gotta mention        This court is dismissed when I grab the mike        Yo Flave...What is this?        Get hyped, c`mon we gotta        Gather around - gotcha        Mail from the courts and jail        Claims I stole the beats that I rail        Look at how I`m livin` like        And they`re gonna check the mike, right? - Sike        Look at how I`m livin` now, lower than low        What a sucker know        I found this mineral that I call a beat        I paid zero        I packed my load `cause it`s better than gold        People don`t ask the price, but its sold        They say that I sample, but they should        Sample this my bit bull        We ain`t goin` for this        They say that I stole this        Can I get a witness?        Understand where we`re goin        Then listen to this, plus my Roland        Comin` from way down below        Rebound c`mon boost up the stereo        Snakes in the morning        Wake up, scared afraid of my warning        They claim that I`m violent        Now I choose to be silent        Can I get a witness?        C`mon get wit` it        Something ain`t right, I got to admit it        Made me mad when I was on tour        That I declared war on black radio        They say that I planned this        On the radio most of you will demand this        Won`t be on a playlist        Bust the way that I say this: No Sell Out        You singers are spineless        As you sing your senseless songs to the mindless        Your general subject love is minimal        Its sex for profit        Scream that I sample        For example, Tom you ran to the federal        Court in U.S. it don`t mean you        Yeah, `cause they fronted on you        The posses ready, Terminator X yes he`s ready        The S1Ws, Griff are you ready?        They say that I stole this        I rebel with a raised fist, can we get a witness?