Swindlers Lust Lyrics
| Song | Swindlers Lust |
| Artist | Public Enemy |
| Album | There's a Poison Goin' On... |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hawk | |
| [Flav] Yeah back it up [Chuck] | |
| Vultures of culture | |
| A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime | |
| Uh-huh, check it out [Chuck D] | |
| If you don't own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust? (GEYEAH!) | |
| From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust Hickory dickory dock | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate (eheheheh) | |
| Mo' dollars, mo' cents, for the | |
| Big Six Another million led to bled, claimin innocence | |
| Is it any wonder why black folks goin under -- -- cause niggaz be sold in bundles | |
| No pressure, tell me why they don't care | |
| Rap and R& | |
| B pavin the streets of | |
| Bel-Air From the sales of singers, no longer here | |
| The bigger killer, get the bigger share (eheheheh) | |
| Now the ones | |
| I attack, negroes got their back | |
| No, eighty/twenty is a wack contract | |
| Forever lack, the voice of real blacks | |
| Stole rock'n'roll and ain't gave it back (yea yea) | |
| Started off my defense, now they're the ones | |
| I defend against who fell up into the tricks "Fuck the Fight the Power shit; get that Chuck D nigga fixed, and keep him up out of the mix" | |
| Well hell, tell em | |
| Chuck don't suck no dick | |
| Be an ass, and that ass get kicked | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate | |
| Watch em swindle yo' ass and turn a profit | |
| If you don't own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust They don't care about me, they don't care about you | |
| They don't care about you and your crew your family neighborhood and plus, heh, they don't give a damn about us [Flav] | |
| One thing about them, they like to exploit though [Chuck] | |
| Vultures of culture [Flav] | |
| They like to exploit little suckers [Chuck] | |
| A dollar a rhyme -- while we barely get a dime [Chuck D] | |
| Profit off the soul of black folk | |
| Turn em into bitches, niggaz, and stupid ass jokes | |
| Laugh with us? | |
| Or laughin at us? | |
| That's what | |
| I'm guessin | |
| We in the | |
| Rutgers program with that question | |
| They came in and sat at the feet (uh-huh) of our ancient ancestors; they learned (yeah) they took it back. | |
| They came back, then they imitated (right) | |
| Once they got enough, they came back and destroyed [Chuck D] | |
| Laughin all the way to the bank; remember them own the banks and them god damn tanks (god damn right) | |
| Now what company do | |
| I thank? Ain't this a bitch | |
| Heard they owned slaves, in a ship that sank [Flavor Flav] | |
| Aight aight aight aight yo yo | |
| Where all the | |
| Louie's? Where my | |
| Louie's? Ehehe [Chuck D] | |
| If you don't own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust This to the blues people in the | |
| Delta This for everybody in the 50's that didn't, get their money | |
| Little Richard gettin half of a penny | |
| All of the super soul singers of the 60's | |
| All the bands of the 70's on the outside lookin in | |
| All the people that didn't make a | |
| DIME off their session playin | |
| And even the rappers in the 80's and 90's still tryin to get paid, from what they put in, yeah | |
| If you don't own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler's | |
| Lust Hmm.. |
| zuo ci : Hawk | |
| Flav Yeah back it up Chuck | |
| Vultures of culture | |
| A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime | |
| Uhhuh, check it out Chuck D | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? GEYEAH! | |
| From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust Hickory dickory dock | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate eheheheh | |
| Mo' dollars, mo' cents, for the | |
| Big Six Another million led to bled, claimin innocence | |
| Is it any wonder why black folks goin under cause niggaz be sold in bundles | |
| No pressure, tell me why they don' t care | |
| Rap and R | |
| B pavin the streets of | |
| BelAir From the sales of singers, no longer here | |
| The bigger killer, get the bigger share eheheheh | |
| Now the ones | |
| I attack, negroes got their back | |
| No, eighty twenty is a wack contract | |
| Forever lack, the voice of real blacks | |
| Stole rock' n' roll and ain' t gave it back yea yea | |
| Started off my defense, now they' re the ones | |
| I defend against who fell up into the tricks " Fuck the Fight the Power shit get that Chuck D nigga fixed, and keep him up out of the mix" | |
| Well hell, tell em | |
| Chuck don' t suck no dick | |
| Be an ass, and that ass get kicked | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate | |
| Watch em swindle yo' ass and turn a profit | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust They don' t care about me, they don' t care about you | |
| They don' t care about you and your crew your family neighborhood and plus, heh, they don' t give a damn about us Flav | |
| One thing about them, they like to exploit though Chuck | |
| Vultures of culture Flav | |
| They like to exploit little suckers Chuck | |
| A dollar a rhyme while we barely get a dime Chuck D | |
| Profit off the soul of black folk | |
| Turn em into bitches, niggaz, and stupid ass jokes | |
| Laugh with us? | |
| Or laughin at us? | |
| That' s what | |
| I' m guessin | |
| We in the | |
| Rutgers program with that question | |
| They came in and sat at the feet uhhuh of our ancient ancestors they learned yeah they took it back. | |
| They came back, then they imitated right | |
| Once they got enough, they came back and destroyed Chuck D | |
| Laughin all the way to the bank remember them own the banks and them god damn tanks god damn right | |
| Now what company do | |
| I thank? Ain' t this a bitch | |
| Heard they owned slaves, in a ship that sank Flavor Flav | |
| Aight aight aight aight yo yo | |
| Where all the | |
| Louie' s? Where my | |
| Louie' s? Ehehe Chuck D | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust This to the blues people in the | |
| Delta This for everybody in the 50' s that didn' t, get their money | |
| Little Richard gettin half of a penny | |
| All of the super soul singers of the 60' s | |
| All the bands of the 70' s on the outside lookin in | |
| All the people that didn' t make a | |
| DIME off their session playin | |
| And even the rappers in the 80' s and 90' s still tryin to get paid, from what they put in, yeah | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust Hmm.. |
| zuò cí : Hawk | |
| Flav Yeah back it up Chuck | |
| Vultures of culture | |
| A dollar a rhyme, but we barely get a dime | |
| Uhhuh, check it out Chuck D | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? GEYEAH! | |
| From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust Hickory dickory dock | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate eheheheh | |
| Mo' dollars, mo' cents, for the | |
| Big Six Another million led to bled, claimin innocence | |
| Is it any wonder why black folks goin under cause niggaz be sold in bundles | |
| No pressure, tell me why they don' t care | |
| Rap and R | |
| B pavin the streets of | |
| BelAir From the sales of singers, no longer here | |
| The bigger killer, get the bigger share eheheheh | |
| Now the ones | |
| I attack, negroes got their back | |
| No, eighty twenty is a wack contract | |
| Forever lack, the voice of real blacks | |
| Stole rock' n' roll and ain' t gave it back yea yea | |
| Started off my defense, now they' re the ones | |
| I defend against who fell up into the tricks " Fuck the Fight the Power shit get that Chuck D nigga fixed, and keep him up out of the mix" | |
| Well hell, tell em | |
| Chuck don' t suck no dick | |
| Be an ass, and that ass get kicked | |
| Hand in my pocket, rob me for my chocolate | |
| Watch em swindle yo' ass and turn a profit | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust They don' t care about me, they don' t care about you | |
| They don' t care about you and your crew your family neighborhood and plus, heh, they don' t give a damn about us Flav | |
| One thing about them, they like to exploit though Chuck | |
| Vultures of culture Flav | |
| They like to exploit little suckers Chuck | |
| A dollar a rhyme while we barely get a dime Chuck D | |
| Profit off the soul of black folk | |
| Turn em into bitches, niggaz, and stupid ass jokes | |
| Laugh with us? | |
| Or laughin at us? | |
| That' s what | |
| I' m guessin | |
| We in the | |
| Rutgers program with that question | |
| They came in and sat at the feet uhhuh of our ancient ancestors they learned yeah they took it back. | |
| They came back, then they imitated right | |
| Once they got enough, they came back and destroyed Chuck D | |
| Laughin all the way to the bank remember them own the banks and them god damn tanks god damn right | |
| Now what company do | |
| I thank? Ain' t this a bitch | |
| Heard they owned slaves, in a ship that sank Flavor Flav | |
| Aight aight aight aight yo yo | |
| Where all the | |
| Louie' s? Where my | |
| Louie' s? Ehehe Chuck D | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust This to the blues people in the | |
| Delta This for everybody in the 50' s that didn' t, get their money | |
| Little Richard gettin half of a penny | |
| All of the super soul singers of the 60' s | |
| All the bands of the 70' s on the outside lookin in | |
| All the people that didn' t make a | |
| DIME off their session playin | |
| And even the rappers in the 80' s and 90' s still tryin to get paid, from what they put in, yeah | |
| If you don' t own the master, then the master own you | |
| Who you trust, from | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust? From the back of the bus, neither one of us control the fate of our soul, in | |
| Swindler' s | |
| Lust Hmm.. |
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