I Stand Accused
I Stand Accused

Public Enemy - I Stand Accused Lyrics

Hip-Hop/Rap
Aug 19, 1994
135
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I Stand Accused Lyrics

I see I'm peeking out ready to rumble
So now I'm speaking out
Against those
That flip the way the story goes
One never knows
Who be flippin' the script
Whatever the traitors name
My aim is dunk em like
I'm Chris Webber

So many phony smilin' faces
Traces of slander
Got em comin' outta funny places
I had it an hear em
talkin' loud behind my back
What was good for the hood
Is what they say is wack
I take the stabbin' and grin
When I'm hit
Cause I know the suckas smile
When I leave em
What I'm comin' wit

I can't complain about the money
Although the suckas in the back
They talkin' shit
An laughin' like its somethin' funny
I aim to make changes
An never change
Unless its for the better
Cause I always been a go better

Clean hustler
Rhyme instead of muscle ya
Born when ya thinkin' I'm gone
The terror era is on

I stand accused
To the crews
I paid my dues

I stand accused
I refuse
To stand and lose

I stand accused
To the news
I kick da blues
I stand accused
I refuse

I hear em talkin' and walkin'
Behind my back I'm attacked
Fuck the knife in the back
Cause it feels like they got an axe

Yeah I can dig it with a shovel
I never dig dirt with the devil
Instead I'm on that other level

But I took time to reach down
To help the black and brown

I never stood around
I hear em talkin' behind
My mind
In a ocean of sharks
And a back full a hackmarks

They say I'm fallin' off
Yeah, they better call it off
and get muscle
and find another hustle quick
Sick 'n' tired of critics
But I can take a hit
I'm all man
Alley oopin the vocal on jams
But they don't know it
They can blow it

and take a puff of dis joint
I see I'm kissin' it off the cuff
Behind the back
I'm pullin' axes and blades out the arms and the legs
Still my fellas get paid
The terror era is on

Fuck a critic, fuck fuck a critic
All the fuckin' critics
Can get the did dit

All a fuckin' critic does is
Draw a fuckin' line

Cross a line and dis my rhyme
and then they ass is mine

If you find a critic dead
Remember what I said
Who killed a critic
Guess the crew did it

Say paybacks a crazy ass message
Sent to the writers who criticize
They're fuckin' with afreedom fighter

Who raises flags
and dragged the klan in bodybags
I hung em up in Mississippi and bum fuck
This is Chuck so what the hell
You think I did it for
To open doors from Carolina to Arkansas
And lemme let em I met em
I told my boys forget em
An what they did got rid of me
Negative
But ninety four got stunts and blunts in da mix
I hear the crowd fallin' vic
To old ghetto tricks
But if I wasn't your cousin
Wed leave em in the dozens
Of sellin' out and bellin' out
Half pint forty ounce
Announce to the rest
We had a fall out

I never took a drink
Never took a hit or bribe
Or got spread by what a silly
Rumor said
Never sang or gang banged
Sold out or rented hip hop
Cause I know when to stop

Writer(s): CARLTON DOUGLAS RIDENHOUR, KEITH M SHOCKLEE, OSTEN HARVEY, OSTEN S HARVEY
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing, Downtown Music Publishing, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
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