Can it be easy as 5 4 3 2 1
Damn sun
Heard it was easy as
One two three
We don't control the three E's
Still we be on the plantation
And you be in trouble b
Dizzy whirls and niggerlodeons
In the nigger time
Twenty four duckin' the war
No shirt on like
Wakin' up at 3pm, no job
Ridin' around on a bike
Hair half braided
Half combed out
Smoked out
Still braggin' about
How cats gonna come up
Get that hustle on
While them babies born
Headed to the club to get more chicks , c'mon
These rhymes ain't got
The glow of your normal
Fairy tales
As another color passes
Another brother fails
No singin' or blingin'
Freestyle wingin'
Beer can sittin' around
Waitin for highlights on ESPN
4 3 2 1 over it
Some Vince Carter dunkin on Mike, an' shit
Get yourself together
Before these feds start
Scrapin'
Heads off the street
Sendin' cats to the middle of heat
Far in the so called middle east
Somebody gotta
Communicate
Beyond the beats
5 retail chains
Got your brains trained
To consume anything
With a bang and a boom
Gimme room
I'm sayin'
It's a scam to pay for airplay today
But four major corps
Bought your support
Check the fine print
That CD you bought
Sony Time Warner Universal
Notorius BMG
No lie they just got EMI
3 radio corporations
Own all them so called
Black stations
While two TV stations
Gotcha kids waitin'
WB we be
Hatin' the fact
Every five seconds
Canned laughter
Rolls off the faces of blacks
You p 'n' you pick a nigger
To make the problem
Nigger
As I await the one video arm
Viacom
To get bombed
No doubt
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Public Enemy - 54321...Boom Lyrics
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Can it be easy as 5 4 3 2 1
Damn sun
Heard it was easy as
One two three
We don't control the three E's
Still we be on the plantation
And you be in trouble b
Dizzy whirls and niggerlodeons
In the nigger time
Twenty four duckin' the war
No shirt on like
Wakin' up at 3pm, no job
Ridin' around on a bike
Hair half braided
Half combed out
Smoked out
Still braggin' about
How cats gonna come up
Get that hustle on
While them babies born
Headed to the club to get more chicks , c'mon
These rhymes ain't got
The glow of your normal
Fairy tales
As another color passes
Another brother fails
No singin' or blingin'
Freestyle wingin'
Beer can sittin' around
Waitin for highlights on ESPN
4 3 2 1 over it
Some Vince Carter dunkin on Mike, an' shit
Get yourself together
Before these feds start
Scrapin'
Heads off the street
Sendin' cats to the middle of heat
Far in the so called middle east
Somebody gotta
Communicate
Beyond the beats
5 retail chains
Got your brains trained
To consume anything
With a bang and a boom
Gimme room
I'm sayin'
It's a scam to pay for airplay today
But four major corps
Bought your support
Check the fine print
That CD you bought
Sony Time Warner Universal
Notorius BMG
No lie they just got EMI
3 radio corporations
Own all them so called
Black stations
While two TV stations
Gotcha kids waitin'
WB we be
Hatin' the fact
Every five seconds
Canned laughter
Rolls off the faces of blacks
You p 'n' you pick a nigger
To make the problem
Nigger
As I await the one video arm
Viacom
To get bombed
No doubt
Damn sun
Heard it was easy as
One two three
We don't control the three E's
Still we be on the plantation
And you be in trouble b
Dizzy whirls and niggerlodeons
In the nigger time
Twenty four duckin' the war
No shirt on like
Wakin' up at 3pm, no job
Ridin' around on a bike
Hair half braided
Half combed out
Smoked out
Still braggin' about
How cats gonna come up
Get that hustle on
While them babies born
Headed to the club to get more chicks , c'mon
These rhymes ain't got
The glow of your normal
Fairy tales
As another color passes
Another brother fails
No singin' or blingin'
Freestyle wingin'
Beer can sittin' around
Waitin for highlights on ESPN
4 3 2 1 over it
Some Vince Carter dunkin on Mike, an' shit
Get yourself together
Before these feds start
Scrapin'
Heads off the street
Sendin' cats to the middle of heat
Far in the so called middle east
Somebody gotta
Communicate
Beyond the beats
5 retail chains
Got your brains trained
To consume anything
With a bang and a boom
Gimme room
I'm sayin'
It's a scam to pay for airplay today
But four major corps
Bought your support
Check the fine print
That CD you bought
Sony Time Warner Universal
Notorius BMG
No lie they just got EMI
3 radio corporations
Own all them so called
Black stations
While two TV stations
Gotcha kids waitin'
WB we be
Hatin' the fact
Every five seconds
Canned laughter
Rolls off the faces of blacks
You p 'n' you pick a nigger
To make the problem
Nigger
As I await the one video arm
Viacom
To get bombed
No doubt
Writer: CARLTON RIDENHOUR, GARY RINALDO
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Copyright: Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING