Lyrical Breakdown of gotta do what i gotta do - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Do you know what Public Enemy is? Public Enemy? Probably somebody in office (go hard) This is what makes us different We not comin' into a hotel, you know eatin' shrimp and caviar And then goin' to the gig and doin' our thing We have to push more for it than ourselves And that's what we doin', that's what brings the extra attendants Go on the radio, goin' inside the malls, we walkin' the streets Almost washin' cars, people see and we say, come on down The group who put this together, basically are racist Me and my boy Chuck D we don't take no shorts 'cause- We surprised that Public Enemy has people that others look up to Is actually involved in the violence, Chuck D is the one who pushes the button That blows up the Governor To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll I gotta do what I gotta do (to the beat ya'll) So who the hell is you? To tell me how my song is wrong You don't know Layout and let the drummer go You think my rap's about stealin' But it's about feelin' Sometimes drug dealin' But few know how my flow Don't get the proper review I gotta do what I gotta do To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll, and ya'll don't stop To the beat ya'll Do whatcha gotta do first (to the beat ya'll) Here go da verse I gotta do what I do best (uh) Kick da Nitti and Ness The danger zone They better leave me alone I got posse Plus the feds had better watch me I picked a bone wit' Arizona Droppin' kickin' a mission Wit' no permission I let 'em know why I did what I did I got dialogue Got 'em to even sing along And got the semiautomatic Tongue to da young When there's static They come and try to get some They had the nerve to call the president An' I wasn't hesitant To scream I was a resident So-called power of the people Lookin' for the truth Like guessin' my vest was never bulletproof I'm edgin' close to the line And it's fine time to know Why the hell and da fuck I try to battle so Much to touch never feedin' A crutch to lean on me Excuses is weak That's why my look is mean I'm on level kickin' words To the devils 'bout God Another reason why it's comin' hard My intellect doin' wreckin' effect 'Till it's through I gotta do what I gotta do And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down And I say, right about now, you ready to get down Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon (to the beat ya'll) Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon (I can't do you no wrong) Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon Ai, c'mon (I can't do you no wrong) Ai, c'mon (we don't stop) Ai, c'mon Gotta do what I gotta do I gotta do what dey don't like (to the beat ya'll) 'Cause I got a mic The more I push And the more you learn Then you burn, you get another turn To take the helm recreate The realm of leaders Not to say you never need us But in da mirror You can do it, it's so easy to start Yeah baby you can see it on A flow chart And just in case They ever get me in da middle Of things before I go You know I'm gonna take a swang Until dey give what dey never Gave I refuse to be A slave I hijacked The airwaves I;et ya know the dirt Swept under the rug Give the brothers a pound My sisters a lil' bigger hugs My rat a tat comin' right And exact 'cause it's true I gotta do what I gotta do