Public Enemy Black Is Back Lyrics

How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul??? Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 How You Sell Soul to a Soulless People Who Sold Their Soul?
  • 2 Black Is Back
  • 3 Harder Than You Think
  • 4 Between Hard and a Rock Place
  • 5 Sex, Drugs & Violence
  • 6 Amerikan Gangster
  • 7 Can You Hear Me Now
  • 8 Head Wide Shut
  • 9 Flavor Man
  • 10 The Enemy Battle Hymn of the Public
  • 11 Escapism
  • 12 Frankenstar
  • 13 Col‐Leepin
  • 14 Radiation of a RADIOTVMOVIE Nation
  • 15 See Something, Say Something
  • 16 Long and Whining Road
  • 17 Bridge of Pain
  • 18 Eve of Destruction
  • 19 How You Sell Soul (Time Is God Refrain)
    DVD 2
  • 1 Where There’s Smoke…
  • 2 PE20 TOUR58: Power Energy, Planet Earth, Public Enemy
  • 3 Live @ BB King’s Footage
  • 4 The Story of the Public Enemy Comic Book
  • 5 Do You Wanna Go Our Way??? The Post 1999 PE Video Collection
  • 6 Photo Gallery
  • 7 SlamJamz Video Jukeboxx
  • Full blown
    Rap rock and roll
    Whatever happened to solid gold?
    Aint like it cant and wont get sold
    Sold by the same cats
    Stole yo soul
    Back on a track
    That dont sound too old
    Whats goin on? i dont know its trouble
    Back in black to bust that bubble
    Black supermans back and not daredevil
    Dont wear throwbacks
    Cause im a throwback
    So i threw that throwback on the racks
    So lets go back
    Way on back
    Before 8 tracks and cadillacs
    Cats still on crack
    Screamin what they lack
    It started with your baby on similac
    Dont get me started
    Get it up to speed
    Gettin back your soul
    Is what you need

    [verse 2]
    Get on the soul train
    Getcha soul drained
    If ya souls drained
    Backed right to yo brain
    Keep the peoples away from pe the peeps
    So the top 10 joints
    Keep em all asleep
    So what they got
    You think is hot
    But the real things in life
    Your soul forgot
    Dont hear it on the radio
    Or mtv
    I damn dont know about b-e-t

    [verse 3]
    If we cant reach em
    Damn cant teach em
    Somebody hatin
    Cause we gots the information
    Do this once a moon
    Like an eclipse
    So back to them politics
    Off my lips
    Tell the scurred beware of them ghetto tricks
    Tell the government
    Please stay off my dick
    The criss whatever i never sip
    Keep the whole damn bottle
    I dont even trip



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