PUBLIC ENEMY


Crayola Lyrics

Stax of wax 55 high fulla tracks
New cats jackin' beats from way back
Pay for play only way to get them platinum plaques
Clear the racks jobbers slobbin' you for tax

Robbery and snobbery
Shit is killin' me softly wit that same damn song
Makin' folk dumber in the summer
A bummer when they shot willie in that hummer

Keep it simple stupid means numbers
Payola dough white owned black radio
Runnin' on empty help go the desperado

So I bomb the toms and negros who pray to cash flow
No info to the masses as they shake their asses
No clue but I can't get my shit up in to you

Crayola with that same same ol shit
Crayola with that played playa shit
Crayola with that kid crayon shit
Crayola with them ol spray on hits

All f**ked up ways must fall
Now the industry can't stop me
A vendetta to make the whole game better
They get the cheddar all I got is a f**kin' letter

What I owe? What am I
Another number and a ho, they don't know
Time to see 'em go like dominoes
About time 'cause they endorsed the crime up in the rhyme

Got these new souls controlled goin' outta their mind
Missed what I said 'cause they don't even own their own heads
Go one go all I forgot they made robots outta some of ya'll
Today all f**ked up ways must fall

Today is up against the wall
Misled in the head f**ked by quiet storms and love songs
Noddin' heads too hollow forgotten tomorrow
Swallowing all that shit that's shallow

Give the baby anything the baby wants
But that's how them bastards get us up in them caskets
Try to get me where they want me
Before some of them jump me

Go tell 'em I'm a start a rebellion
Educate the felons easy on, yeah
Tell 'em what the f**k am I yellin'
No tellin' you got them artists and artificials

If it ain't right I don't give a damn if it's sellin'
Recruits chasin' and racin' for that loot
Usin' usual drum loops so I salute my troops
I don't socialize or mingle, f**k the promotionals

And you know what and that g-damn single
And the marketing team for that matter
It don't matter DJ's gettin' dimes for time on a platter
I ain't gotta be high to jack so I hijack

FM radio EFF 'em turn it around muthaf**ka
Gods to niggas, queens to bitches
Race against time see 'em all runnin' for the riches
Everything had its chance last dance

Some things change like them weather forecasts
Ha funny how shit don't last

Crayola with that same same ol shit
Crayola with that played playa shit
Crayola with that kid crayon shit
Crayola with them ol spray on hits

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Songwriter(s): Carlton Ridebhour, Gary Rinaldo
Publisher(s): Reach Music Publishing, Copyright Control

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