Public Enemy
Lyric guide

41:19

Read 41:19 lyrics by Public Enemy on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

Public Enemy visibility2 visits Video on page
person Curated by Ethan Walker LyroVerse team
Reference snapshot

The page facts to cite before the commentary

Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.

Page type: lyric reference Artist: Public Enemy Canonical path: /public-enemy/4119 Related lyric paths: 6 Video embedded: yes
Lyrics

41:19

The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.

I come out my crib

Walk out on the block it's hot

Yo there's a black car parked on the corner hot boys

Tnt be creepin, while niggas be on the side

Of the soda machine sleeping

Word up kid, they seen what you did

In the car parked way down the block with binoculars

That's what they got.

Helicopters parked out on the roof

10,000 disposable cameras taking pictures for proof

You know what this is

That all yall, get on the wall yall

Take your worth out ya ass in the stall yall

Or you take a mean bad fall yall

Tnt they be playin for keeps

Wipe you off your teeth like cavity creep.

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots

Bad boys bad boys what ya gonna do

If you get caught by our muthafuckin crew

Shot 41 only hit 19

They need target practice, that's what it seems to me

Ally al is sharpton dan a tack

I'ma be like ally al and fight ya back

What, do you want to go to war, you want war?

Do you want to go to war, you want war?

I'll bury all you cocka la roaches for breakfast

Shit you out and throw you in the water for the next fish

Cuz i can do that shit g

F-l-a-v-o-r f-l-a-v see.

To the highest degree times 3

That's what you get fuckin with my family

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots

Shootin at oj

Don't know if he did it

Racist mutherfuckers mad cause they ain't with it

The police get out the car searchin for nuthin

If you got sumthin, then they got you for sumthin

That's fucked up, the way they play dirty

Lock em up in jail until he's past thirty

They don't give a fuck about you

They don't give a fuck about me

I'm past thirty three

Word is born, born is my word

I got you before my word fails

Fuck whatcha heard

I keep it real, you never catch me fakin

When it comes down to money that's what i'm making

Don't try and take my shit yo, i know lex yo

I'll have a fit yo

I'll turn the whole mutherfuckin block on you yo

And that leaves you with nowhere to go

Secretly by the police you was hired

You my favorite customer i didn't know you was wired

A nik on the ground, covered by my feet

Ay yo rah get the heat

Word is born, your kids miss you when your gone

But life still goes on, you think they give a fuck?

Yo it's hot, what they got, 41 shots

Quick answers

What this page can answer fast

Who performs "41:19"?

Public Enemy performs "41:19", and this lyric page sits inside the Public Enemy catalog on LyroVerse.

Are there related songs to explore after "41:19"?

Yes. The related section below points to Prophets Of Rage and 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ..Boom with a short reason for opening each page next.

Where can I find more songs by Public Enemy?

Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Public Enemy's lyric pages.

Song Room

Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song

Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.

Open Song Room
0 followers Selected insights only surface after moderation
Listener comments

What people are saying

0 comments
Add a short interpretation or memory

A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.

Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.

No listener comments on 41:19 yet.