Nighttrain Lyrics by Public Enemy

Nighttrain

Ridenhour - robertz - gary g-wiz - the jbl - depper

Land of the free
But the skin Im in identifies me
So the people around me
Energize me
Callin all aboard this train ride
Talkin bout raw hardcore
Leavin frauds on the outside
But the bad thing is anyone can ride the train
And the reason
For that is cause we look the same
Lookin all around at my so called friend
Light skin to the brown
The black
Here we go again
Homey over there knows keith an
But he be thiefin
I dont trust him
Rather bust em
Up out goes his hand and I cough
He once stole from me
Yeah I wanna cut it off
The black thing is a ride I call the nighttrain
It rides the good and the bad
We call the monkey trained
Trained to attack the black its true
cause some of them look just like you
Stayin on the scene
Sittin on the train
See all the faces
Look about the same
There go the sellout whos takin a ride like cargo
cause he deal
The keys from key largo
Runnin nat narcotic
By george he got it
Takin makin the g erotic
And the fiends they scheme
So he can put em down
But his method is wreck em
Put em in tha ground
Got tha nerve as hell
To yell brother man
He aint black man
Known to murder his own
Traitor on the phone
Ridin the train
Self-hater trained
To sell pain
The masters toy
Little boy
Hard to avoid he look wit it but he null n void
cause he ridin the train you think he down for the cause
cause his face looks just like yours
More of the same insane who sayin
Like flowin like nighttrain
Runnin the pain of the black reign
You look, you laugh
You doubt and go out
And Im gone
But the bass goes on
To talk the talk, but walk the walk
The king of new york
Crack a lack attack the black
To crack the back
Once again I test a friend wit sincerity
Or consider him an enemy
Who am I to tell a lie
Rather push da bush
Hope da cracker get crushed
Im rollin wit rush
Leader of the bum rush
Russian I aint
Spreadin like paint
Lookin at the put I got
And its kickin
But it aint chicken
But its livin for a city
So sick n tired
Of a scene buckwild, piled in a file
Senile or chile
They said it never been no worser
Than this, Im on the nighttrain
They hope ya dont miss it
Give ya what dey gotta give you just go
You musnt just put your
Trust in every brother yo
Some dont give a damn
cause they the other man
Worse than a bomb
Posin as uncle toms
Disgracin the race
Blowin up
The whole crew
Wit some of them lookin
Just like you