Public Enemy - Caught, Can We Get a Witness? lyrics

Somebody in the house, say, "yeah!" "yeah!"
If y'all really like to rock the funky
Beats, somebody in the house, say
"Hell yeah!" "Hell yeah!"
I like that for the people up top
Check this out:

"Order in the court"

Yo, I can't believe they got the PE in
Court before the judge on some nonsense
I got the S1s ready chuck, Flav, what's up?

Get caught
Now in court 'cause I stole a beat
This is a sampling sport
But I'm giving it a new name
What you hear is mine pE, you know the time
Now, what in the heaven does
A jury know about?
Hell, if I took it, but they just look at me
Like, "Hey, I'm on a mission, check it out
Y'all: condition"
Ain't right, sittin' like dynamite
Goin' to blow you up, and it just might
Blow up the bench and
Judge, the courtroom, plus, I gotta mention
This court is dismissed when I grab the mic
Yo, Flav

What is this? What y'all think y'all doin'
Bringin' us to court for this time
To say we're stealin' beats?
Y'all can't copyright no beats, man
Yo, Chuck, is their claim real?

Get hyped, c'mon, we gotta
Gather around - gotcha
Mail from the courts and jail
Claims I stole the beats that I rail
Look at how I'm livin' like
And they're gonna check the mike
Right? - Sike
C'mon, 'cause I'm livin' now, lower than low
What a sucker know
Found this mineral that I call a beat
Paid zero
Packed the load 'cause it's better than gold
People don't ask the price, 'cause it sold
They say that I sample
But they should sample this: my pit bull
We ain't goin' for this
They say that I stole this
Can I get a witness?
Understand where we're goin'
Then listen to this, plus my Roland
Comin' from down from below
Rebound, c'mon, boost up the stereo
Snakes in the morning
Wake up scared, afraid of my warning
They claim that I'm violent
Now I choose to be silent
Can I get a witness?

Yo, Griff
Move the S1s out on the judge and the jury
Hold them hostage
Time for Terminator X to step in and
Show 'em that he's in effect, boy
Yeah, ha ha cold Medina, ha ha
Hey, yo, Terminator, don't hurt 'em, man
Hey, yo, Griff, hold them hostage, boy

Ignorance is at an all-time high
Yo, Chuck, I think they need to be educated
S1s, take a stand yo, Chuck, stand up to 'em
Kick it

C'mon, get wit' it
Something ain't right, I got to admit it
Made me mad when I was on tour
That I declared war on black radio
They say that I planned this
On the radio most of you will demand this
Won't be on a playlist
Bust the way that I say this: No sell out

Yeah hey huh yeah, fellas
Do you we think we gonna sell out? Nah, man
I said, "Do you think we gonna sell out?"
No! That's 'cause we ain't caught
Yo, Flav, do you think we gonna sell out?
I know if we do, we get the hell out
Uh huh - yo, Griff, you and the S1s
Do you think we gonna sell out?
No, not in this damn time, my brother
Uh huh, Terminator X
Hey do you think we gonna sell out?

You singers are spineless
As you sing your senseless
Songs to the mindless
Your general subject, love, is minimal
It's sex for profit scream that I sample
For example, Tom, you ran to the federal
Court in US it don't mean you
Yeah, 'cause they fronted on you
The posse's ready, Terminator X, yes
He's ready the S1Ws, Griff, are you ready?

They say that I stole this
I rebel with a raised fist
Can we get a witness?