House Of The Rising Son - Public Enemy

Look around what do you see

Can you see what I see

Hard to live without weed

Catching hell without heed

Phenomenons, phenoms, and prodigies

20,000 maniacs just gotta be

Human highlight flicks, they wanna be

Hobbies turned to robberies, they killin me

The gun didn’t know I was loaded

Devil attempts to get heroes railroaded

Stole the ball from lost souls

For whom the final bell toles

Confused with moses in street clothes

He suppose he the one with the corn rows

Blessed to do this outside J

Do you know the way to the ABA

One on one, it’s just begun

Come to the house of the rising son

Not one of these programmed cats

Just off the black where the shot clock at

Don’t back me if I with milky raps

Smack me if I rhyme on silky tracks

Takes a nation to get back

Mike sometimes the opposite of what ya like

I’m tired of the traps within

Sometimes your brain’s your cell

Prison’s the skin you in

Getting change beyond point blank range

Combined with the cross it’s getting strange

Here comes the sun

But who’s gonna stop the rain

It’s just begun

And some got done

Got to beat the man

In the house of the rising son

One on one, it’s just begun

Come to the house of the rising son