Air Hoodlum Lyrics
| Song | Air Hoodlum |
| Artist | Public Enemy |
| Album | Greatest Misses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gary G-Wiz & Carlton Ridenhour & Treble & Bass | |
| Yo, Chuck, where you at, | |
| G?I think he went upstairs, y'know | |
| A very furious mixture of noise | |
| What Public | |
| Enemy producer | |
| Hank Shocklee calls' | |
| Music's worst nightmare'{ | |
| Hey, he's a good kid} | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation{ | |
| Player, that can leap, with the best of them} | |
| Risin' up in the ' | |
| Velt, Strong | |
| Island, New | |
| YorkThe hood, in case you did not know my base | |
| There was a ballplayer who had all the skills | |
| Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills | |
| Mick his first name, | |
| Mack the awesome game | |
| Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain | |
| Mick so quick, at six foot six | |
| Down to be picked by anyone but the | |
| CelticsOh, what a handle could score from the floor | |
| With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him | |
| But what he did best, above all the rest was{ | |
| A player that can leap, with the best of them{ | |
| As a high school phenom, the | |
| Skywalker himself | |
| I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team} | |
| Grades nine an' ten, | |
| Mickey Mack was all that | |
| But in class, his ass sat way in the back | |
| How I know? ' | |
| Cause I know, | |
| I used to flow wit the bro | |
| He didn't mind | |
| I used to read him his own headline' | |
| Cause he could not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em | |
| If the lines wouldn'ta went like this | |
| Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick | |
| His stack was his stats but his | |
| D was still whack | |
| Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientèle an' all | |
| Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall | |
| But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was | |
| It was cool if your brain was just another bubble | |
| As long as he could score fiddy-two | |
| Get thirty-three rebounds, fuckin' around | |
| Teams lost to him, he went right through 'em | |
| Division, county, state, that's three, count 'em | |
| Championships for a small town bro | |
| That's bound to go pro{ | |
| He gets free, turn on the jumper, good | |
| Streak of lightning when he breaks loose | |
| We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame | |
| They just required me to have the game that | |
| I did}{I'm just, that's all | |
| I, that's all | |
| I, that's all | |
| I can sayThat's all | |
| I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds | |
| And kept the ball away from everybody | |
| Then he had a triple double, a sensational player} | |
| SATs didn't matter 'cause he was all that | |
| You know, the pat on the back | |
| He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means | |
| It means revenue an' | |
| I'm tellin' you | |
| I saw cars an' | |
| Gs come to our school, please | |
| Approach hell with the principal, where's the coach? | |
| Went to college four years wit a scholarship | |
| An' won the championship | |
| But when it came to his life, he didn't care' | |
| Cause he took it to the air{ | |
| Cross and a hook, he scores, he's fouled | |
| From the far corner, breaks | |
| West and here's the jumper, good | |
| There's the jumper, it's not gonna go, rebound batted back) | |
| The fall began when | |
| Mickey Mack fell | |
| Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel | |
| Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic | |
| Until he was cut an' couldn't stick | |
| Times got tighter an' tighterhe had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter | |
| School wouldn't give him the job that he needed | |
| Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn't need it | |
| Then he resorted to a stick up kid | |
| Ski-mask an' gat but this game he wasn't good at | |
| An' the drugs on the side | |
| Police ambushed his ride, another homicide | |
| He was over, ghost, y'know | |
| Hometown hero but now a zero | |
| To those hypocrites who ripped him blind | |
| For his skills without the will to develop his mind | |
| Forever in the news the community views him | |
| Only as Air | |
| Hoodlum{I don't understand it, the kid coulda been another | |
| Jordan} |
| zuo qu : Gary GWiz Carlton Ridenhour Treble Bass | |
| Yo, Chuck, where you at, | |
| G? I think he went upstairs, y' know | |
| A very furious mixture of noise | |
| What Public | |
| Enemy producer | |
| Hank Shocklee calls' | |
| Music' s worst nightmare' | |
| Hey, he' s a good kid | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation | |
| Player, that can leap, with the best of them | |
| Risin' up in the ' | |
| Velt, Strong | |
| Island, New | |
| YorkThe hood, in case you did not know my base | |
| There was a ballplayer who had all the skills | |
| Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills | |
| Mick his first name, | |
| Mack the awesome game | |
| Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain | |
| Mick so quick, at six foot six | |
| Down to be picked by anyone but the | |
| CelticsOh, what a handle could score from the floor | |
| With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him | |
| But what he did best, above all the rest was | |
| A player that can leap, with the best of them | |
| As a high school phenom, the | |
| Skywalker himself | |
| I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team | |
| Grades nine an' ten, | |
| Mickey Mack was all that | |
| But in class, his ass sat way in the back | |
| How I know? ' | |
| Cause I know, | |
| I used to flow wit the bro | |
| He didn' t mind | |
| I used to read him his own headline' | |
| Cause he could not read ' em, his school wouldn' t need ' em | |
| If the lines wouldn' ta went like this | |
| Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick | |
| His stack was his stats but his | |
| D was still whack | |
| Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong cliente le an' all | |
| Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall | |
| But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was | |
| It was cool if your brain was just another bubble | |
| As long as he could score fiddytwo | |
| Get thirtythree rebounds, fuckin' around | |
| Teams lost to him, he went right through ' em | |
| Division, county, state, that' s three, count ' em | |
| Championships for a small town bro | |
| That' s bound to go pro | |
| He gets free, turn on the jumper, good | |
| Streak of lightning when he breaks loose | |
| We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame | |
| They just required me to have the game that | |
| I did I' m just, that' s all | |
| I, that' s all | |
| I, that' s all | |
| I can sayThat' s all | |
| I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds | |
| And kept the ball away from everybody | |
| Then he had a triple double, a sensational player | |
| SATs didn' t matter ' cause he was all that | |
| You know, the pat on the back | |
| He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means | |
| It means revenue an' | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| I saw cars an' | |
| Gs come to our school, please | |
| Approach hell with the principal, where' s the coach? | |
| Went to college four years wit a scholarship | |
| An' won the championship | |
| But when it came to his life, he didn' t care' | |
| Cause he took it to the air | |
| Cross and a hook, he scores, he' s fouled | |
| From the far corner, breaks | |
| West and here' s the jumper, good | |
| There' s the jumper, it' s not gonna go, rebound batted back | |
| The fall began when | |
| Mickey Mack fell | |
| Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel | |
| Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic | |
| Until he was cut an' couldn' t stick | |
| Times got tighter an' tighterhe had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter | |
| School wouldn' t give him the job that he needed | |
| Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn' t need it | |
| Then he resorted to a stick up kid | |
| Skimask an' gat but this game he wasn' t good at | |
| An' the drugs on the side | |
| Police ambushed his ride, another homicide | |
| He was over, ghost, y' know | |
| Hometown hero but now a zero | |
| To those hypocrites who ripped him blind | |
| For his skills without the will to develop his mind | |
| Forever in the news the community views him | |
| Only as Air | |
| Hoodlum I don' t understand it, the kid coulda been another | |
| Jordan |
| zuò qǔ : Gary GWiz Carlton Ridenhour Treble Bass | |
| Yo, Chuck, where you at, | |
| G? I think he went upstairs, y' know | |
| A very furious mixture of noise | |
| What Public | |
| Enemy producer | |
| Hank Shocklee calls' | |
| Music' s worst nightmare' | |
| Hey, he' s a good kid | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation | |
| Air Hoodlum | |
| Check the elevation | |
| Player, that can leap, with the best of them | |
| Risin' up in the ' | |
| Velt, Strong | |
| Island, New | |
| YorkThe hood, in case you did not know my base | |
| There was a ballplayer who had all the skills | |
| Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills | |
| Mick his first name, | |
| Mack the awesome game | |
| Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain | |
| Mick so quick, at six foot six | |
| Down to be picked by anyone but the | |
| CelticsOh, what a handle could score from the floor | |
| With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him | |
| But what he did best, above all the rest was | |
| A player that can leap, with the best of them | |
| As a high school phenom, the | |
| Skywalker himself | |
| I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team | |
| Grades nine an' ten, | |
| Mickey Mack was all that | |
| But in class, his ass sat way in the back | |
| How I know? ' | |
| Cause I know, | |
| I used to flow wit the bro | |
| He didn' t mind | |
| I used to read him his own headline' | |
| Cause he could not read ' em, his school wouldn' t need ' em | |
| If the lines wouldn' ta went like this | |
| Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick | |
| His stack was his stats but his | |
| D was still whack | |
| Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong clientè le an' all | |
| Durin' class, he would dribble in the hall | |
| But never got in trouble in school, but the trouble was | |
| It was cool if your brain was just another bubble | |
| As long as he could score fiddytwo | |
| Get thirtythree rebounds, fuckin' around | |
| Teams lost to him, he went right through ' em | |
| Division, county, state, that' s three, count ' em | |
| Championships for a small town bro | |
| That' s bound to go pro | |
| He gets free, turn on the jumper, good | |
| Streak of lightning when he breaks loose | |
| We all felt in our hearts we could win this ballgame | |
| They just required me to have the game that | |
| I did I' m just, that' s all | |
| I, that' s all | |
| I, that' s all | |
| I can sayThat' s all | |
| I can say, he hauled down fifteen rebounds | |
| And kept the ball away from everybody | |
| Then he had a triple double, a sensational player | |
| SATs didn' t matter ' cause he was all that | |
| You know, the pat on the back | |
| He was always in the news, you gotta know what it means | |
| It means revenue an' | |
| I' m tellin' you | |
| I saw cars an' | |
| Gs come to our school, please | |
| Approach hell with the principal, where' s the coach? | |
| Went to college four years wit a scholarship | |
| An' won the championship | |
| But when it came to his life, he didn' t care' | |
| Cause he took it to the air | |
| Cross and a hook, he scores, he' s fouled | |
| From the far corner, breaks | |
| West and here' s the jumper, good | |
| There' s the jumper, it' s not gonna go, rebound batted back | |
| The fall began when | |
| Mickey Mack fell | |
| Hell, ripped his knee, drafted last by personnel | |
| Oh, how he loved the game, it was fantastic | |
| Until he was cut an' couldn' t stick | |
| Times got tighter an' tighterhe had an attitude, was rude, so he turned into a fighter | |
| School wouldn' t give him the job that he needed | |
| Assistant to the assistant coach, they didn' t need it | |
| Then he resorted to a stick up kid | |
| Skimask an' gat but this game he wasn' t good at | |
| An' the drugs on the side | |
| Police ambushed his ride, another homicide | |
| He was over, ghost, y' know | |
| Hometown hero but now a zero | |
| To those hypocrites who ripped him blind | |
| For his skills without the will to develop his mind | |
| Forever in the news the community views him | |
| Only as Air | |
| Hoodlum I don' t understand it, the kid coulda been another | |
| Jordan |
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