Public Enemy Escapism 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
  • Is the groove good to you
    Like when you lose your thing
    Forgetten grits is grocery
    And eggs is poultry

    Makin a livin against those makin a killin
    Super blackman gotha back
    And is back in the building
    If the prison is that skin you in
    And your cell sittin inside your skull
    They say you cant getaway
    From ya damn self
    When your earth is heaven
    And your world be hell
    Check your head
    Armageddons at the foot of your bed

    You aint heard a word i said
    Forget them slacks

    Im that throwback that
    Threw that throwback
    Back on the racks
    To get my mind back

    O say can you see
    I get back its still just a black and white tv
    In lyin color brother
    Gots to getaway to the other.

    [verse 2]
    Never was too good
    Off the top of my head

    Cause i want yall to know
    Exactly what i said

    This so called war in iraq
    Over a thousand dead
    Thats about
    10 a week
    Even as i speak

    33% of black males in jail
    55% of black students will fail
    85% of black folks forgot
    We were slaves
    Up inside this box

    America got folks brains on lock
    Forget the connects

    Some wanna buy whats next
    Wear it like a sign up in that chest

    Yall should know papa dont take no mess

    If you think your past is irrelevant
    Dont you know ol soul pays the gt damn rent
    That messiah aint never
    Gonna come as long as

    You thinkin freedom
    Is bein free to be dumb

    [verse 3]
    Soul is back
    So flip them hits back
    Damn the fashion
    I wanna know wheres the passion

    Thinkin we came a long way baby

    Sayin poor michaels psycho
    And prince hes crazy

    But what has bob mick sir paul
    Done for you lately

    How they maintain on your brain
    Seems to escape me

    Heard some ghetto cats
    Dont like metal rap

    Hear it and fear it
    And they think its wack

    They dont even know that the blues is black
    And when i rap is back to the roots

    Where i be at

    Not some 30 year old who dont know facts
    Whos wild sayin things like some juvenile

    Remember 2 million black folks in the penile
    Got a world of whitefolks
    Thinkin its style

    Think im hatin cause you lack the information
    Cause we the fbi still gots on file

    Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS

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