Hazy Shade Of Criminal Lyrics - Greatest Misses - Public Enemy

500 FBI agents comin' after us 

With a license to kill, 30 mill 

Claimin' is just a drug buzz 

Reach uppity reach, gotta reach 

Power to the people and the beats 

Some people accuse some people of crimes 

Some people get away wit' losin' my rhyme 

They don't like where I'm comin' from so dey play dumb 

Dumb, diggety dumb, diggety dumb 

But I'm tellin' you what they do 

Everybody plays a fool 

While the real thief cools in a pool 

He who got the finger on the war button 

Talkin' loud ain't sayin' nuttin' 

TV got 'em bigger than life 

Now all he needs is a knife 

Who the criminal? 

Blind, def and dumb, hard to see 'em comin' 

But they come, here they come, don't be dumb, diggety dumb 

Politikin' writin' bad checks, still dey gettin' wreck 

Goin' fo' a nigga neck 

Rollin' in a blue 'n' white gang 

Ready to bang, biggedy bang 

Hangin' 'round da hangin' rope 

Nope, nope, nope, N O P E 

I ain't bendin' for the soap 

Never understood why the 'hood 

Half of who's in da joint 

Now dey got me losin' my point 

Gotta have it goin' on, born criminal born 

Take a piece of America back 

But who had it first? Hear the Indian curse 

Robbed and stole so many so much 

It ain't funny, now who got 'em face on money 

Politician passin' a bill paid in full 

C note rockin' in a pocket 

How they livin' makin' sure they 

Lockin' us up I got a feelin' I'm 

When it come to somethin' we say 

What dey don't like is a brother like me 

On da mike in fact 

To the gritty ain't none of us wack 

Noriega head back 

Jeffrey Dahmer enter the room without cuffs 

How the hell do we set stuffed 

In da back of a cell on an isle, ain't it wild? 

What's a criminal? 

Power to the people and the beats 

Only if I had one more 

Time to kick the rhythm that keep rippin' down the door 

So the real criminals get exposed behind the clothes 

Doors 'n' the suits that make 'n' break da law 

Lookin' for my own 'cause I had enough bull 

I can't understand it must be crooked way they planned it 

Police supposed to keep the peace 

But I can't truss 'em, so I keep my piece 

Loaded and cocked 

'Cause I don't miss the block 

Talkin' about the ones 

Who don't get chained to the rock 

Once we got away with the dirt and the grime 

While we go away for the neighborhood crime 

Never liked what I saw in the law 

Indiana tress hangin' us instead of leaves 

We hangin' from the rope 

by real criminals 

Reach uppity reach, gotta reach 

Power to the people and the beats 

Reach uppity reach, gotta reach 

Power to the people and the beats 

Reach uppity reach, gotta reach 

Power to the people and the beats 

Reach uppity reach, gotta reach 

Power to the people and the beats 

Power to the people and the beats 

Power to the people and the beats