Текст (слова) песни: Public Enemy - Prophets of Rage

With vice I hold the mike device
With force I keep it away of course
And I`m keepin` you from sleepin`
And on stage I rage
And I`m rollin`
To the poor I pour in on in metaphors
Not bluffin`, it`s nothin`
That we ain`t did before
We played you stayed
The points made
You consider it done
By the prophets of rage
(Power of the people say)

I roll with the punches so I survive
Try to rock `cause it keeps the crowd alive
I`m not ballin`, I`m just callin`
But I`m past the days of yes y`allin`
Wa wiggle round and round
I pump, you jump up
Hear my words my verbs
And get juiced up
I been around a while
You can descibe my sound
Clear the way
For the prophets of rage
(Power of the people say)

I rang ya bell
Can you tell I got feelin`
Just peace at least
Cause I want it
Want it so bad
That I`m starvin`
I`m like Garvey
So you can see B
It`s like that, I`m like Nat
Leave me the hell alone
If you don`t think I`m a brother
Then check the chromosomes
Then check the stage
I declare it a new age
Get down for the prophets of rage
Keep you from gettin` like this

You back the track
You find we`re the quotable
You emulate
Brothers, sisters thats beautiful
Follow a path
Of positivity you go
Some sing it or rap it
Or harmonize it through Go-Go
Little you know but very
Seldom I do party jams
About a plan

I`m considered the man
I`m the recordable
But God made it affordable
I say it, you play it
Back in your car or even portable
Stereo
Describes my scenario
Left or right, Black or White
They tell lies in the books
That you`re readin`
It`s knowledge of yourself
That you`re needin`
Like Vescey or Prosser
We have a reason why
To debate the hate
That`s why we`re born to die
Mandela, cell dweller, Thatcher
You can tell her clear the way for the prophets of rage
(Power of the people you say)

It`s raw and keepin` you on the floor
Its soul and keepin` you in control
It`s pt. 2 cause I`m
Pumpin` what you`re used to
Until the whole juice crew
Gets me in my goose down
I do the rebel yell
And I`m the duracell
Call it plain insane
Brothers causein` me pain
When a brothers a victim
And the sellers a dweller in a cage
Yo, run the accapella
(Power of the people say)

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Public Enemy - Prophets of Rage With vice I hold the mike device With force I keep it away of course And I`m keepin` you from sleepin` And on stage I rage And I`m rollin` To the poor I pour in on in metaphors Not bluffin`, it`s nothin` That we ain`t did before We played you stayed The points made You consider it done By the prophets of rage (Power of the people say) I roll with the punches so I survive Try to rock `cause it keeps the crowd alive I`m not ballin`, I`m just callin` But I`m past the days of yes y`allin` Wa wiggle round and round I pump, you jump up Hear my words my verbs And get juiced up I been around a while You can descibe my sound Clear the way For the prophets of rage (Power of the people say) I rang ya bell Can you tell I got feelin` Just peace at least Cause I want it Want it so bad That I`m starvin` I`m like Garvey So you can see B It`s like that, I`m like Nat Leave me the hell alone If you don`t think I`m a brother Then check the chromosomes Then check the stage I declare it a new age Get down for the prophets of rage Keep you from gettin` like this You back the track You find we`re the quotable You emulate Brothers, sisters thats beautiful Follow a path Of positivity you go Some sing it or rap it Or harmonize it through Go-Go Little you know but very Seldom I do party jams About a plan I`m considered the man I`m the recordable But God made it affordable I say it, you play it Back in your car or even portable Stereo Describes my scenario Left or right, Black or White They tell lies in the books That you`re readin` It`s knowledge of yourself That you`re needin` Like Vescey or Prosser We have a reason why To debate the hate That`s why we`re born to die Mandela, cell dweller, Thatcher You can tell her clear the way for the prophets of rage (Power of the people you say) It`s raw and keepin` you on the floor Its soul and keepin` you in control It`s pt. 2 cause I`m Pumpin` what you`re used to Until the whole juice crew Gets me in my goose down I do the rebel yell And I`m the duracell Call it plain insane Brothers causein` me pain When a brothers a victim And the sellers a dweller in a cage Yo, run the accapella (Power of the people say) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Prophets of Rage: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/5081.html Все тексты песен: Public Enemy » Public Enemy - Louder Than a Bomb » Public Enemy - Politics of the Sneaker Pimps » Public Enemy - Hit Da Road Jack » Public Enemy - They Used to Call it Dope » Public Enemy - Party For Your Right to Fight » Public Enemy - Anti-Nigger Machine » Public Enemy - Kevorkian » Public Enemy - Public Enemy No. 1 » Public Enemy - Kill Em Live » Public Enemy - MOVE! » Public Enemy - Megablast » Public Enemy - Revolverlution » Public Enemy - More News At 11 » Public Enemy - Prophets of Rage » Public Enemy - Stop in the Name » Public Enemy - Crash » Public Enemy - Is Your God a Dog » Public Enemy - House of the Rising Son » Public Enemy - Brothers Gonna Work It Out » Public Enemy - I Рекомендуем скачать: » Владимир Высоцкий - Скалолазка » Валерий Кузнецов - Песня о друге (к спектаклю по пьесе В. Ерофеева Вальпургиева ночь, или шаги Командора) » Вера Вотинцева - Осень » Владимир Высоцкий - Баллада о юнге (Вошла в фильм "Ветер Над » Владимир Высоцкий - Марш космических негодяев » Валерий Зайцев - Баллада сэра Джонни к Королевским играм » Виктор Дурицын - Картина. Художник » Виктор Клюев - Я хорош! » Владимир Розенбаум - Повозка » Валентин Вихорев - Коротаю я в Домбае... » Виктор Федоров - Приглашение к сказке » Владимир Жириновский - Россия » Валерий Кузнецов - (Из милицейского цикла) » Владимир Высоцкий - Белое безмолвие (из к/ф 72 градуса ниже нуля) » Виктор Шнейдер - Находит стих » Владимир Ланцберг - Очень хочется спеть... » Вадим Егоров - Южный романс » Витас - В шортиках » Винокуров Марк - Помолись » Вилли Токарев - Небоскребы, небоскребы
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