Artist: Public Enemy
Album:  It Takes a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back
Song:   Night of the Living Baseheads

        Here it is
        BAMMM
        And you say, Goddamn
        This is the dope jam
        But lets define the term called dope
        And you think it mean funky now, no
        Here is a true tale
        Of the ones that deal
        Are the ones that fail
        Yeah
        You can move if you wanna move
        What it prove
        It's here like the groove
        The problem is this - we gotta' fix it
        Check out the justice - and how they run it
        Sellin', smellin'
        Sniffin', riffin'
        And brothers try to get swift an'
        Sell to their own, rob a home
        While some shrivel to bone
        Like comatose walkin' around
        Please don't confuse this with the sound
        I'm talking about...BASS

        I put this together to...
        Rock the bells of those that
        Boost the dose
        Of lack a lack
        And those that sell to Black
        Shame on a brother when he dealin'
        The same block where my 98 be wheelin'
        And everybody know
        Another kilo
        From a corner from a brother to keep another -
        Below
        Stop illin' and killin'
        Stop grillin'
        Yo, black, yo (we are willin')
        4, 5 o'clock in the mornin'
        Wait a minute y'all
        The fiends are fiendin'
        Day to day they say no other way
        This stuff...
        Is really bad
        I'm talkin' 'bout...BASS

        Yo, listen
        I see it on their faces
        (First come first serve basis)
        Standin' in line
        Checkin' the time
        Homeboys playin' the curb
        The same ones that used to do herb
        Now they're gone
        Passin' it on
        Poison attack - the Black word bond
        Daddy-O
        Once said to me
        He knew a brother who stayed all day in his jeep
        And at night he went to sleep
        And in the mornin' all he had was
        The sneakers on his feet
        The culprit used to jam and rock the mike, yo
        He stripped the jeep to fill his pipe
        And wander around to find a place
        Where they rocked to a different kind of...BASS