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Public Enemy( Public Enemy band )
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Super Agent
Lyricist:Abnes Dubose, Carlton Ridenhour
Sold black gold one strong buck To the Milwaukee bucks for a million bucks Just get 'em off the street so he don't get bucked Super agent to the rescue so he won't get fucked
Run nigger run to the auction block But you can't pledge alliegance to the block This buck right here the right kind a stock For sale, for passin', the right kind a rock
Auctioneer stern to massa falk Can a nigga go home where he used to walk Come back but super agent said, 'You can't talk' I didn't know basketball had a balk
The buck run laps while they run craniums Players be drainin' 'em, owners be claimin' em Super agents framin' 'em and then nicknamin' 'em Framin' their ass to be packin' them stadiums
Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now
The players ear word for word verbatim Super agent got 'em locked coaches be hatin' 'em Super agent wouldn't even come in my hood If I had no skills was wack and no good
In my neck of the woods the leagues concrete And one can only dream about wood Yeah deal the grade let the bills get paid Pay respect to the projects and the half court rejects
Scholarship save that college shit Them championships don't pay for the head trips Can I get a chance if I don't sing or dance Write about romance or wear short pants So I rave and rant you can't say I can't Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Get my grants col chillin' in a B boy stance
Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now
Fuck that trophy find the loot and approach me Land of milk and honey can I get a quickness to the money Or a witness no jizzle four years I ain't wit' this Hell with the N C A A 'cuz my super agents paid
With his dollars I can buy a fuckin' college Miss the rah rah campuses and keep the school buses Lookin' who's lovin' ya goin' for the jugular They know they can't contain me on the regular
Pimps, pushers the pocketbook guzzler Would you pardon my father, Mr. Governor Thought he had it made dreamin' about a trade The thanks we get put the roof on this bitch
Dark side of the room when he jumped the broom Super agent got this player nine figure wages Back of sports pages off ghetto stages Shootin' sleepin' pills and runnin' to the hills
Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now
Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now Super agent, where are you now
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