Chords for Public Enemy - Don't Believe The Hype (Official Music Video)

_ Don't, don't, _ don't, don't, _ don't, don't, don't, don't
Now here's what I want y'all to do for me, BANG!
Caught you looking [Ab] for the same thing, it's a new thing
Check out this I bring, uh oh, I'm a roll below [Bb] the level
Cause I'm living low [Ab] next to the bass, turn up the radio
They're claiming I'm a criminal, but now I wonder how
Some people never know, the enemy defeated Frank Guardian
I'm not a hooligan, I rock the party and clear all the madness
I'm not a racist priest to teach the orphans
Cause don't they never [Dbm] had this?
Number one, [E] don't wanna run about the gun, I wasn't licensed to have one
[Bb] The minute they see me, fear me, I'm the epitome
[N] A public enemy, used, abused, without clues, I [Bb] refuse to blow a fuse
They even had it on the news
Don't believe the hype, [Cm] don't, [Gm] don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, _ _
_ [Ab] _ don't
[Gm] _ [Cm] _ _ [N]
Yes, was the start of my last jam, so here it is again
Another death jam, but since I gave you all a little something that I knew you lacked
They still consider me a new jack
All the critics you can hang on my hold of rope
But they hope to the Pope for prayer, it ain't dope
The follow of Farrakhan, don't tell me that you understand
[Ab] Until you hear the man, the book of the new school rap game
Writers treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me, I'm a different kind
We're brothers of the same mind, unblind, caught in the middle end
Not surrendering, I don't rap for the sake of riddling
[N] So claim that I'm a smuggler, come say I never heard of ya
A rap [Ab] strangler, false media, we don't need it, do we?
It's fake, that's where the beat is, dig me
Yo Terminator X, step up on the stand and show these people what time it is, boy
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
_ Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the [Cm] hype
[Ab] Don't believe the hype
Don't believe the [G] hype
[Bm] Don't, don't, [D] don't, don't believe the hype
_ [N] Don't believe the hype, it's a sequel
As an equal, can I get this through to you?
My 98 booming with a trunk to funk
All the jealous, folk [Ab] can't stop the dunk
Coming from the school of hard knocks
Some perpetrate, they drink or I could attack
The blacks because I know they lack exact
The cold facts, and still they try to stir up
The leader of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just made the rule
Remember there's a need to get alarm
Again, I said I was a time bomb
In the daytime, radio scared of me
Cause I'm mad, plus I'm the enemy
They can't come on and play me in primetime
Plus I know the time, plus I'm kicking mine
I get on the mix late in the night
They know I'm livin' right, so here goes the mic psych
Before I let it [N] go, don't rush my show
You try to reach and grab, but get elbowed
Word to Herb, yo, if you can't swing this
Learn the word, you might sing this
Just a little bit of the taste of the fate for you
As you get up and dance at the LQ
With some denial defiant, I swing solos
Then it ain't clear the lane, I go solo
The meaning of all of that, the media is the wack
As you believe it's true, it flows me through the roof
Fuckin' liars, get me a [D] shovel
[Abm] Some writers I know are damn devils
From them I say, [Ab] don't believe the hype
Yo Chuck, they must be on a pipe, right?
Depends if pads are set, cause I've had it
I'm not an addict, deemed it for static
I see their tapes recorded, and I grab it
No you can't have it back, silly rabbit
I'm going to my media assassin, Harry Allen
I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you alright, are we that tight? _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _