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Public Enemy - Underdog lyrics
Little is known why I beckon & moan 
 I see whats comin 
 Madd brothers will be bumming 
 After the math 
 The drug lords brought the wrath 
 Of those of us who once thought 
 We needed to be weeded 
 Bust, dust made that head bust 
 I remember came after 
 Cheba cheba had you wide like 
 A receiver 
 What looks like fire is ice 
 Fall for the flame 
 Catch it twice like Jerry Rice. Nice 
 Against odds 
 I recognize it is the cards 
 Hard to be played back the jack of 
 Spades 
 BRIDGE 
 Ashes to ashes blunts to blunts 
 Some of these geez aint real 
 I seen em once 
 Upon a time 
 So many rappers and not enuff rhymes 
 I hope they around next year but I fear 
 Im all time and Im down 
 For the ruffness 
 But what good is the rhyme 
 Without substance 
 CHORUS 
 I rather be the underdog 
 VERSE !! 
 Nobody savin the time 
 The rhyme never thanks 
 Who be givin 
 Ravin who on top of the charts 
 Grabbin the Gavin 
 Now I cant use my name 
 Half the body be dancing head swoll 
 But one thing I can do is finger roll 
 The hit list grows like Pete Rose 
 As I rise above who you recognize 
 I wanna know that disguise Public Enemy - Underdog - http://motolyrics.com/public-enemy/underdog-lyrics.html
 Who are you? 
 And wherd you come from? 
 See how you run 
 First on a verse I gets vertical 
 Flip works like a grammatical gigolo 
 A head from many years ago 
 I brought the noise on the R & B boys 
 The chronological 
 Or the ghetto celeb 
 Never claimed the best 
 Nor was I great at finesse 
 But everything is everything 
 And everything is real 
 It appears I shift gears 
 To the ears of my peers 
 No appeal 
 CHORUS 
 Id rather be the underdog 
 VERSE III 
 Im low maintenance 
 The picture Im paintin 
 Is just intelligence 
 Not another nitwit 
 You can get with 
 Self haters, traitors 
 Thinking now that later 
 Turned they head 
 Dissin something that I said 
 I get ill on a beat track 
 Make me wanna go back 
 Way back 
 Where its not a trace of Baba 
 Unplugged tempos 
 From the drugged temple 
 CHORUS 
 I rather be the underdog 
 BRIDGE 
 Ashes to ashed, bluntz to bluntz 
 Some of these geez aint real 
 I seen em once 
 So many rappers and not enuff rhymes 
 I hope they around next year 
 And I fear









