Public Enemy, Lord Finesse - Bring That Beat Back lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
FLavor Flav, back in your face
With a hot track, boy
Bring that beat back! AWWW WWEEE
Bring that beat back!

See, I played in Cincinatti with
My whole head nappy
Made a Rally in the street
With nothing but a beat
Got a grudge against the judge
Kicked him out that seat
You are what you eat
Yes so what you're eating?
Same message to your mind be self defeating
Sick and tired of being sick
And tired of being beaten
So I'mma drop it, like it was way too hot
And too fast
(COME ON) for Hip-Hop, Doo Wop, Rock or Bop
I ain't here to hurt you
I don't hang in them circles
The government ain't got me yet
So y'all don't stop me
See the stampede of fake cats
Running from Bill Cosby
What does he got to do with you doing you?
Y'all know what? DJ Lord give me that cut
Bring that beat back (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo)
Yeah, that's what's up, bring that beat back
COME ON!, that's what's up
Bring that beat back! Bring that beat back!

The beat y'all yEAH! (Chuck D)
To the beat y'all
Bring that beat back (NWA posse)
The beat y'all bring that beat back!
Bring that beat back!

Feedback from truely freed blacks
Got to think outside this Box of hard knocks
Signed them up at Fort Knox
They die in Iraq
What? you don't know I rock?
What? you under a rock? What?
You under a rock? (GET IT)
Old cats begging us to bring that beat back
Each generation be thinking that the
Next one is whack
Jump started in the daze of crack
R&B Reagan, Daddy Bush, 1980s
Got to come on back (hit the beat back)
I pray to God
I feel like I've got a church in myself
Good God uhh i can't get no help
I say again health care cut
Back and it's whack
Yeah Ab bring that beat back, COME ON!

The beat y'all yEAH! (Chuck D)
To the beat y'all
Bring that beat back (NWA posse)
To Cristal Blair the beat y'all
To Cristal Clinton
Don't you say that! Bring that beat back!

They say: the youth don't matter
And the old don't mind
It takes a lot of spines to
Build all them young minds
Some of us get ghetto at the wrong damn time
Album what? we're just making one at a time
To save another brother whose
Life on the line
A big shot to claim, some rocks, some shines
Signs of a soul, gone solo, robbed blind
A very small part of half the world's crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones still working in
Them Diamond mines
So cats can say what's hers and what's mines?
Diamonds is a girl's best friend
So why is he crying?
Yo Ab, why the hell is he crying?
Yeah, BRING THAT BEAT BACK!

To beat y'all, to the beat y'all
The beat y'all, to the beat y'all, COME ON!
Listen to this, listen to this
Listen, listen to this, listen to this
Listen to this, listen to this
Listen, listen to this, listen to this
For all you MCs in a crew
I said for all you MCs in a crew
I said for all you MCs in a crew
This is what we want y'all to do

See, when y'all hear it, get near it
And you recognize the lyrics
You trained to refrain
And you start to fear it as escapism
Yeah, like today there ain't no racism
Obviously, y'all ain't seen black folks on TV
Judgement calls made on behalf of you and me
Or you and I, do or die
I say an eye for an eye
Dividing line got the poor
People paying for crime
Corprorations getting paid off our Jail time
Now, y'all can tell Russell, yes
I knock the hustle
(LOOK OUT) Cause two million in lockdown
Under the federal muscle
Beyond the streets these kids
Is always watching
Watching some of these jerks
When they go berserk so I work
(AWWW WEEEE) DJ Lord give me that cut
Bring that beat back
Yeah and that's what's up
DJ Lord bring that beat back
Yo Ab (BEAT THE DRUMS) bring that beat back
Bring that beat back, yeah, COME ON NOW!

The beat y'all to the beat y'all
YEAH! (Chuck D) the beat y'all
COME ON! (Chuck D) to the beat y'all
The beat y'all, to the beat y'all
The beat y'all, the beat y'all
Bring that beat back! Bring that beat back!
Sort of Wu Tang to the beat y'all
Bring that beat back (NWA posse)
The beat y'all
Bring that beat back (NWA posse)
To the beat y'all, the beat y'all

Get down get down