Kill Em Live Lyrics - Public Enemy

All I wanna do is get paid back 

For all that time I spent in the back 

Livin' in shacks, fillin' up sacks of cotton 

Now it's what we fought, you're makin' six packs 

Some got our hope out of control 

Of my soul, pass the Ol' Gold 

Behold the pale horse, Supreme Court 

Sweatin' niggas like sports 

Hunt a nigga for sport 

See a nigga play sports, no support 

On the outside lookin' in 

If that's what's up then I ain't never been in style then 

Everything is anything, anything is upbeat of nothing 

Once again, poisoned from the paper and pen 

You better defend that bullshit on the other end 

Fuck your own thing, if your own thing's the wrong thing 

Fuck them chicken wings, last able man standing 

Follow what? I ain't understanding 

What's better to understand then be misunderstood? 

'Cos the FBI is up to no good, power to the peeps 

Who come with their own drum and don't end up like sheep 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

Mad heads confused by the isms 

Bustin' caps incoginisms 

Phone taps, makin' sure they record ya 

From my midnight plane to Georgia, uhh 

Ancient to ol' player 

The life giver, the name take-awayer 

Propaganda can't gasp the last man standing 

Assassinate all the plannin' 

Get wreck, what you see is what you get 

To plunder more stars than Trek 

21st Century Robin Hood 

I guess the politics are Robbin Hoods 

Fuck the Government 'cos you know that I would 

'Cos the FBI is up to no good 

Power to the peeps who come with their own drum 

And don't end up like sheep 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

Be a bitch is a foreign crime 

Engine, Engine Number 9 

Engineerin' monopolies, triggers and uninsured jalopy's 

Catchin' more lock than companies 

Engineerin' opinion and policies 

Herd following like sheep 

Following of the sheep will be sheep 

Based on what they heard from their peeps, uhh 

Able to straddle quick beats without a battle 

Politician assassinated 

Rappers get shot, quote Chris Rock 

"To have, to have not" is the question 

Yes, them 'Have nots' be robots 

All the sheep's have forgot 

The 'Haves' keep the 'Have nots' guessin' 

Under them Smith & Wessuns 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill) 

Kill em live 

(Kill)