| 歌曲 | Tie Goes to the Runner |
| 歌手 | Public Enemy |
| 专辑 | Greatest Misses |
| 作曲 : Carlton Ridenhour & Shaun Stewart | |
| Ridenhour - | |
| Stewart Here a track | |
| I found underneath | |
| Findin' beats is a treat | |
| An' I don't care if it top pop | |
| Abracadabra can't keep a tab a | |
| This stickin' around like | |
| D an' it stuck | |
| Chuck Into a mode, unloadin' pop, pop, pop | |
| Go the weasels that dropped from the hip hop | |
| Kissin' the good bye | |
| Goin' goin' gone | |
| Keep it flowin' on | |
| Like a lemon | |
| I ain't livin' | |
| Like a lime here's a line | |
| To those here's a rose keep the casket closed | |
| Gone and in check | |
| The next is from the | |
| X Wrecked and affected by the rest huh | |
| How I'm gonna go | |
| I gotta flow ' | |
| Cause they figure | |
| I'm a gonna... | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| Politikin' | |
| I be wreckin' | |
| I reckon he's the electrician | |
| Pullin' the switches on brothers | |
| Who be in disposition | |
| I never got along wit' the long | |
| Arm of the law | |
| I saw where they place the hardcore | |
| To them it doesn't matter | |
| Where it splatter | |
| Our blood from the bullet | |
| Not ballot | |
| I vote for | |
| Jim Brown | |
| I know it don't rhyme | |
| Does it matter that he | |
| In fact he won't find | |
| Excuses inside of | |
| Murphy Brown | |
| I'm on a level livin' low | |
| Here we go | |
| I know If this was | |
| Africa I'd try to give a necktie | |
| To those runnin' & lyin' disguisin' | |
| Three guys (surprise) | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| Not surprised at all | |
| About the riot zone | |
| And I moan | |
| I wish they leave me alone yo | |
| This was predicted not self-inflicted | |
| By the rapp outta the 'hood | |
| They picked it good | |
| Hittin' heavy critical aim at all the phony names | |
| Prez rembezzlers | |
| Who gettin' voted mayor | |
| Lookin' at 'em wit' an | |
| Evil eye (why lie) | |
| I don't buy the fly look | |
| As the fall guy | |
| I'm livin' low across the tracks | |
| Politikin' who stickin' had better | |
| Watch their backs | |
| In another long hot summer | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| An' I quote | |
| I freak da notes | |
| I double the dose | |
| All she wrote | |
| Devour got the power of a double man | |
| Get excited just don't bite it or you're in trouble man | |
| Got a rhythm to ride | |
| A thought provoke ' | |
| Cause I don't joke | |
| Here's a brother wit' an attitude | |
| Don't get me rude | |
| Chew it up wass up it's like food |
| zuò qǔ : Carlton Ridenhour Shaun Stewart | |
| Ridenhour | |
| Stewart Here a track | |
| I found underneath | |
| Findin' beats is a treat | |
| An' I don' t care if it top pop | |
| Abracadabra can' t keep a tab a | |
| This stickin' around like | |
| D an' it stuck | |
| Chuck Into a mode, unloadin' pop, pop, pop | |
| Go the weasels that dropped from the hip hop | |
| Kissin' the good bye | |
| Goin' goin' gone | |
| Keep it flowin' on | |
| Like a lemon | |
| I ain' t livin' | |
| Like a lime here' s a line | |
| To those here' s a rose keep the casket closed | |
| Gone and in check | |
| The next is from the | |
| X Wrecked and affected by the rest huh | |
| How I' m gonna go | |
| I gotta flow ' | |
| Cause they figure | |
| I' m a gonna... | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| Politikin' | |
| I be wreckin' | |
| I reckon he' s the electrician | |
| Pullin' the switches on brothers | |
| Who be in disposition | |
| I never got along wit' the long | |
| Arm of the law | |
| I saw where they place the hardcore | |
| To them it doesn' t matter | |
| Where it splatter | |
| Our blood from the bullet | |
| Not ballot | |
| I vote for | |
| Jim Brown | |
| I know it don' t rhyme | |
| Does it matter that he | |
| In fact he won' t find | |
| Excuses inside of | |
| Murphy Brown | |
| I' m on a level livin' low | |
| Here we go | |
| I know If this was | |
| Africa I' d try to give a necktie | |
| To those runnin' lyin' disguisin' | |
| Three guys surprise | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| Not surprised at all | |
| About the riot zone | |
| And I moan | |
| I wish they leave me alone yo | |
| This was predicted not selfinflicted | |
| By the rapp outta the ' hood | |
| They picked it good | |
| Hittin' heavy critical aim at all the phony names | |
| Prez rembezzlers | |
| Who gettin' voted mayor | |
| Lookin' at ' em wit' an | |
| Evil eye why lie | |
| I don' t buy the fly look | |
| As the fall guy | |
| I' m livin' low across the tracks | |
| Politikin' who stickin' had better | |
| Watch their backs | |
| In another long hot summer | |
| Tie goes to the runner | |
| An' I quote | |
| I freak da notes | |
| I double the dose | |
| All she wrote | |
| Devour got the power of a double man | |
| Get excited just don' t bite it or you' re in trouble man | |
| Got a rhythm to ride | |
| A thought provoke ' | |
| Cause I don' t joke | |
| Here' s a brother wit' an attitude | |
| Don' t get me rude | |
| Chew it up wass up it' s like food |