Текст песни Public Enemy -  Public Enemy No. 1   
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                                                                    Well I`m all in, put it up on the board        Another rapper shot down from the mouth that roared        1-2-3 down for the count        The result of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt        Cold rock rap - 49er supreme        Is what I choose and I use - I never lose to a team        Cause I can can go solo, like a Sugar Ray bolo        Make the fly girls wanna have my photo        Run in their room, hang it on the wall        In remembrance that I rocked them all        Suckers, ducks, ho-hum emcees        You can`t rock the kid, so go cut some cheese        Take this application of rhymes like these        My rap`s red hot, 110 degrees        So don`t start bassin` cause I`ll start placin`        Bets on that you`ll be disgracing        You and you mind from a beatin` from my rhymes        A time, a crime that I can`t find        I`ll show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton        Because I`m Public Enemy number one        You got no rap, but you want a battle        It`s like havin` a boat, but you got no paddle        Cause I never pause, I say it because        I don`t break in stores, but I break all laws        Written while sittin`, all fittin` not bitten        Givin` me the juice that your not gettin`        I`m not a law obeyer, so you can tell your mayor        I`m a non-stop, rhythm rock poetry sayer        I`m the rhyme player, the the ozone layer        A battle what? Here`s a bible so start your prayer        A word to the wise is justified        If they ask you what happened, just admit you lied        You just got caught a, for going out of order        And now you`re servin` football teams their water        You just got dissed, all but dismissed        Sucker duck emcees, you get me pissed        It`s no fun, being on the run        Cause they got me, Public Enemy number one        For all you suckers, liars, your cheap amplifiers        You crossed up wires are always starting fires        For you grown up criers, now here`s a pair of pliers        Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old dryers        You have no desires, your father fixes tires        You try to sell ya equipment, but you get no buyers        It`s you they never hire, you`re never on flyers        Cause you and your crew, is only known as good triers        Known as the poetic lyrical son        I`m Public Enemy number one