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P.E. 2000

This song is by Puff Daddy and appears on the album Forever (1999).

(Hurricane G)
Hey yo Puff, check this out pa
I'm tired of niggas hating on a mutha fucka
Let's take it to the next millennium on these bitches
You got to keep bubblin on em
Platinum doublin on em, fuck these niggas
Hey yo, I bumped into these cats tha otha day' they was like
"Yeah, what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice"
I said yo, the brother don't swear he nice he knows he nice
You public enemy number one right now
But Fuck that dash shit spit that hydro-ghetto shit

(Puff Daddy)
Let's go
That's that shit right here, whom shall I fear
Throw your guns in the air
Socialize, get down, let your ssoouull lead the way
'Cause I'm that enemy that you can't see
What ya wanna be you ain't shit to me
Playa, It ain't hard for you to get to me
Playa, my road dogs they'll spit for me
So if you want what's mine, you gots to have the heart
I've seen 'em come and I've seen 'em part
If you ain't want beef then why did you start?
Run from the light catch shots after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll catch these
On the spot, red dots make 'em all believe
Ain't nobody kicking no rhymes like these
See I do the things that they can't achieve
So don't start bassin' n' I'll start pacing
Bets on that you'll be disgracing
More hotter than the sun
I'm living on the run
Because I'm public enemy number one

One, One, One, One, One
One, One, One, One, One

(Puff Daddy)
Let me ask you, what you got against me?
Is it my girl or is it the bentley?
Is it my house or maybe it's all three
I just came up and you're all against me
Now ask yourself, why is he number one?
Then ask yourself, who's done what he's done?
Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long run?
You think it's a game cause you shittin the wrong one
Always with God and I don't swing solo
Never back down when I gotta throw dolo
Wanna see me out, but I just won't go though
Pretty young things wanna have my photo
One in the room hangin' on the wall
In remembrance that I rocked 'em all
Got no time for those that think small
Threw me in the club 'cause they can't ball
Hate shot callers
Hate them ballers
Back in control now I call orders
It's no fun fleeing under the gun
'Cause they got me public enemy number one

(Puff Daddy)
All you suckers, liars, court testifiers
Wanna infiltrate and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes
Keep dem sweating
Givin' 'em the juice that they're not gettin'
A bona fide playa, now who got the flavor
A non stop, rhythm rock, poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New York mayor
Before you try me, you better say your prayers
My word to the wise is: "Do not cry"
Till ya know that I'm gone then say don't die
I take what I find, put a beat to they rhyme
Thought it was over but I crept from behind
Wanna try to stop me from speaking my mind
Almost 2000 and running out of time
Almost to the point when I wanna bust nines
A lot of strange faces, I can only trust mine
Soldiers in position all on the front line
Don't make a move till I give them the sign
Known as the poetical, lyrical, miracle son
I'm public enemy number one

(Hurricane G)
Yeah yeah, that's right Puff
That's what I'm talkin' about love
Sparklin and glistenin on these motherfuckers
These niggas is walkin' around like little bitches
Talkin' about what you got and what they ain't got
They got a little jealous and wanna bring you down
But fuck dat, they just mad
Cause you got all the ladies
And you pushin them bentleys, not mercedes, bentleys
You know? and that's just the way the story goes
And that's just the way the story goes
Fuck you niggas and hoes

(Puff Daddy)
You think I'ma come this far and let you niggas stop me now?
Haha picture that... number one, number one, number one
B-I-G forever... rock on


Written by:

Sean Combs; Mark Curry; Mario Mendell Winans; Carlton Douglas Ridenhour; Hank Shocklee; Roger Greene

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