- Votes:
- Composers:
- Norman
- Monty/smith
- Damon
 
- Tags:
- rap
- strictly for the undergound
- true hip hop
- underground hip hop
 
- See also:
Public Enemy - Game Face lyrics
[Intro: Flava Flav]
 Hey yo, Chuck, yo the world if sleepin', G
 We got to wake everybody up yo
 Hey yo, it's goin' down, baby
 Let everybody know how it's goin' down, baby
 [Verse 1: Chuck D]
 The way this goes down is simple, from this day forth
 Anything to deal with rap, STAY OFF
 It's just the players, no pay offs, strictly skills (uh)
 If you're brain's the same you'll stick to your deals
 And this field ain't about sellin' a mil'
 With the run of the mill, so just be tellin' the real
 It ain't like a third time fella's appeal
 'Til the GOD scolds him and tells him to deal
 I'll allow you to write, maybe allow you to bite
 If you're down to fight the power here's the power to fight
 Overpower the mic, hit the crowd with the bomb diggy
 Ring the alarm, now the squads with me
 From way back I show now weakness when I speak this
 Mentally strong to keep this hit in my speeches given
 Now listen from the beginnin' 'til I reach the endin'
 My short stories winnin' and keep the beats spinnin'
 [Chorus: Public Enemy]
 You know the name, P.E.!
 You know the game, P.E.! {*scratches*}
 We ain't for the game
 We for the change
 I wake up everyday with my game face on
 You know the name, P.E.!
 You know the name, P.E.! {*scratches*}
 Yeah we ain't for the fame
 We for the change
 I wake up everyday with my game face on
 [Verse 2: Chuck D]
 Break harder than ever, follow my lead
 Through the fast lane in the game, they follow my speed
 Either ease off the gas or floor it
 You ain't ready to get it, I dunno why they keep askin' for it
 This the real P.E., ain't no castin' for it
 Cop lights, news camera, no action for it
 Get the uncut raw, we somewhat sure
 Hip hop's like a chess game, discussin' the war
 Strategize, move like masterminds
 When it's your go and your do', just cash minePublic Enemy - Game Face - http://motolyrics.com/public-enemy/game-face-lyrics.html
 Last time we welcomed y'all to the Terrordome
 Used the mic to reach out and touch, instead of the phone
 I appear from the rear, stayin' from clear
 Nobody can say if I'm here so they play it by ear
 But here's the way I lay the idea
 From this point on, the rest of '98, put it in high gear
 [Chorus: Public Enemy]
 You know the name, P.E.!
 You know the game, P.E.! {*scratches*}
 We ain't for the fame
 We for a change
 I wake up everyday with my game face on
 You know the name, P.E.!
 You know the game, P.E.! {*scratches*}
 We ain't for the fame
 We for a change
 I wake up everyday with my game face on
 [Verse 3: Professor Griff]
 I saw it comin', premeditated world domination hesitated
 Rough this nuclear war head, detonate it
 I'm forbidden, so I stay hittin' up forgiven
 For givin' the livin' the truth, 360 proof
 So world look before this world's took
 I curl books under my arm
 Smoke charm and learn about this world's [???]
 Revelation the world cooks
 I spit gold versus the pearl hooks
 The first album made the world crooks
 Got 'em snatchin', robbin', thievin', stealin' ideas
 Believe in pleadin' reason for treason, conceal it for years
 My criminal [???] attract an accomplice to grub something
 Results DRASTIC MEASURES
 And the death of joy, the death of casket treasure
 From the abyss, the greatest trick I played on the world
 Was leadin' them to believe my mother's clit didn't exist
 Then I extended the list
 Revolutioned every flag raised by a clenchin' fist
 [Outro: Flava Flav]
 Yeah that's right, once again
 Smooth the Hustler, and he ain't no crowd buster
 Straight up Iceberg Slim
 Yo, baby, you need to get with him
 Flava Flav, Chuck D, Public Enemy, Smooth the Hustle
 We out the backdoor, baby


















