🎵 Too Much Posse // by Public Enemy

7 ContributorsToo Much Posse Lyrics [Intro: Flavor Flav] Alright party people, bust a groove It's guaranteed to shake your butt and make you move I got a little something fly that's gonna keep you high It's not a drug from my little rug It's rap for your ear hole that we call a bug Ya know what I'm sayin' Now bust it out There's a lot of people out there that's building up a force Of course, that we call a posse None will be grown when you good to go then you're gone You start up with two And you end up with two thousands by the millions You dig what I'm sayin' Now there's a lot of posses out there Trying to take over posses And trying to turn those posses into their posse But when you got too much Like the gear grabbin' clutch of such and such Nobody can take yours Or they'll be sweatin' from the pores Trying to take whatcha got They're so hot from the pot So they catch a bad cold Their nose runnin' with the snot Ya know what I'm sayin' [Verse 1: Flavor Flav] What do you got to say about this? A force so strong that you can't resist You may as well join 'em, you know you can't beat'em Pack a hundred people, ya know ya gonna need'em Straight with the system is down by law 'Cause every half hour they get nine more They run all dollars that come in town So either join the crew or get beat down I watched all the guys be so damn cruel Try to get fast, you must be a fool Blood through and through, the boys don't play I seen 'em tax and run an operation today They got too, too, too much posse [Verse 2: Flavor Flav] Yeah, I had a party, much people came by I'm talking to a G 'cause the G real fly Chillin' in my room, chewin' off her ear Chillin' stupid fly 'cause I got stupid gear My door kicked open by her man and crew The G turned to me and said, "Who you?" I said, "Yo fly" "Yeah," the G lied Stuck in the corner while the G cried And then from the back, my homeboys came With uzis and nines and said, "Go blame" Ya lying ass girl with the fake tears We got a big posse and we show no fears We got too, too, too much posse We got too, too, too much posse [Outro: Flavor Flav] Yeah, that's right Now get ready to step off Ya know what I'm sayin' And all you posses out there That's trying to out posse the posse Yo, we got the stuff that'll scatter your brains From here to White Plains Ya know what I'm sayin' We got the shit that you just can't fuck with