Перевод песни Public Enemy – What Side You On?

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It’s overtime so the lyric, they fear it
When they hear it
The flow
100 miles and runnin
And Get near it
And go
Check it out
To the race
Give the drummer a taste
The bass iz commin commin
Suckas runnin from it
Damn, why you call him the man
Here I am scramm
Never ran, never fight the Black
From Iraq or Iran, who bombed Japan?
Blood on his hands
Part of a plan
He don’t really believe In uhh! God damn
If it comes down to shuttin
Them down
I’m in the hood surrounded, Tell em I’m grounded
I’m on that psycho analytical
Tip if politics iz stickin to The mix like tricks
I’m one more time givin time Where the rhyme go
Elite to the street To the brothers doing death row
(So where ya at If the beat ain’t fat)
Say what
C’mon And get some
Rattle rattle Kiss and I hum
Come can you Get it on the one
C’mon pick it up Pick it at
Pack it at
Pack it up
To the black
Who be talkin
Where they at
Where they at
Wicked wild
Feelin irie
Not sorry
Get it see it written down in a diary
Same say fuck all dat Political shit
But wanna get paid when
Their brains in the low grade
Nowhere to run/here they come come
Nowhere to run/here they come come
Nowhere to run/here they come come
Nowhere to run/here they come come
Nowhere to run/here they come come
I’m a fan first
I reverse another trick verse
To the point
Where I can rock dis funky joint
In the brain game, I’m keepin my head clear
In 33 years so what
I never had a beer
I don’t know what I’m missin
I’m not dissin But I know I ain’t ass kissin
Time to draw the line This time the rhyme
Got da good guy goin gettin da nine
Cause I know the hoody Got it good wit the hitman
Can I get a hitman Know I’m duckin nat quicksand
The funky automatic Handlin static
Sellin out I ain’t good at it
When I got bumbed I’m gonna open up
Hitt em up stone to da bone
But it ain’t gotta be like that
And thats that
Can u tell me yall… what
All in wit the law
They fall in
The great white hole where they
Be sellin their soul
Never get enough
They be talkin dat roughneck shit
Be comin they quit
Fuck dat blood iz thicker
Than water shit
That shit iz counterfeit
Devil go where da shoe fit
Black mans law iz raw like Africa
You violate
Were comin after ya
They’re here