GOATs (Remix)

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Murs] Rodeo became Obama, yeah The rap game full of drama, yeah So many suckas makin' commas but I put that on my momma They don't really want no problems Dirt nap for the dirty mack You ain't never been down, you a dirty rat Fuck Clint Eastwood and fuck Joe Rogan Fuck Vince McMahon and fuck Hulk Hogan Public Enemy still number one What's more powerful than bullets from a gun? Hit me in the chest, but without the vest Filled me up with pride, had me feelin' blessed To be a black kid in '92 Same year Steve Rifkind went and signed the Wu What a time to be alivе OutKast, Dogg Pound and Tribe Issa vibe, issa journey, issa party too Balancе doin' what you want with doin' what you gotta do Issa vibe, issa journey, issa party too Balance doin' what you want with doin' what you gotta do [Chorus: Murs] Fuck Donald Trump, fuck insufficient funds Fuck fake gangbangers and fuck guns Public Enemy still number one Public Enemy still number one Fuck Donald Trump, fuck insufficient funds Fuck fake gangbangers and fuck guns Public Enemy still number one Public Enemy still number one Yeah (Yeah) Boy (Boy, boy, boy, boy) DJ Fresh (DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh) [Refrain: Murs] Tribe had lyrics to go I got lyrics to go Kurupt has the illest flow I got the illest flow Southern playalistic fo sho (Yeah) Southern California's dope Niggas know that I'm the GOAT Niggas know that I'm the GOAT Tribe had lyrics to go I got lyrics to go Kurupt has the illest flow I got the illest flow Southern playalistic fo sho (Yeah) Southern California's dope Niggas know that I'm the GOAT Niggas know that I'm the GOAT [Verse 2: Del The Funky Homosapien] It's time, it's time, it's time, it's time, it's ti— It's time to appreciate the GOATs in this bitch Total eclipse that generate the voltage switch When we flow, don't matter what the mold, it fits My clogged artery, we be rollin' thick [?] switch and reload the clips It's poetry in motion, you motionless I could either go deep or dig up a root Like a tornado, flow make 'em lift up your roof Picture the proof, oh Mr. Magoose That'd be, uh, twistin' the truth but can't get loose They settle for less, they bargain hunters We settle for more, we bounty hunters Pound reduction like liposuction Bring a low one to a sizable function Elevation we be floatin' above 'em Like UFOs swooping, alien abduction Ladies tend to love us, we the perfect gentlemen Can't say for every case, it's a personal preference What we say will pay off, insert in the register That's the whole purpose, insurance settlement For the rebel inside who like to live better than Ever before, the treasure is yours, get it, it's Easy like a candy boost, I'ma hit a lick For all the assortment the GOATs is not limited, ah [Chorus: Murs] Fuck Donald Trump, fuck insufficient funds Fuck fake gangbangers and fuck guns Public Enemy still number one Public Enemy still number one Fuck Donald Trump, fuck insufficient funds Fuck fake gangbangers and fuck guns Public Enemy still number one Public Enemy still number one