'Cause I'm Black and I'm proud, I'm ready, I'm hyped, plus, I'm amped
Most of my heroes don't appear on no stamps
Public Enemy quotes
- Quotes
- 14
- Lyrics
- 10
- Interviews
- 4
Justice is the most common theme, on 6 of 14 lines. Ten are lyrics and 4 are interview quotes, three of them from Spin (1988). The songs include Fight the Power, Welcome to the Terrordome, Don't Believe the Hype, Shut Em Down, Burn Hollywood Burn and Bring the Noise. The interview lines make the case in plain terms: a clock tells you what time it is, and knowing that means you're aware; "My Uzi is my mind", with the words as the bullets. The lyrics carry the same urgency with a beat under it.
Land of the free, but the skin I'm in identifies me
You wear a clock to know what time it is. And when you know what time it is, that means you are aware. And we are very aware, so we wear bigger clocks than many.
My Uzi is my mind, the bullets are the words I speak.
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row? What a brother know
Once again, back is the incredible
Burn, Hollywood, burn, I smell a riot goin' on
First they're guilty, now they're gone
Yeah, I'll check out a movie
But it'll take a Black one to move me
Well, I got 25 days to do it
If a wall in the way, just watch me go through it
'Cause I gotta do what I gotta do
PE number one, gets the job done
Don't believe the hype, it's a sequel
As an equal, can I get this through to you?
My '98 booming with a trunk of funk
All the jealous punks can't stop the dunk
Rolling Stones of the rap game, not bragging
Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin'
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, and when people start getting it confused, that means they need to sit down with some real people.
You got no rap, but you want to battle
It's like having a boat, but you've got no paddle
I like Nike, but wait a minute
The neighborhood supports, so put some money in it
All corporations owe, they gotta give up the dough
To my town or else we gotta shut 'em down
I’m attacking the stereotype. Drug dealers don’t drive ’98s.
Crucifixion ain't no fiction
So-called chosen frozen
Apology made to whoever pleases
Still they got me like Jesus