[Flavor vocals in these brackets] {crowd chant vocals in these Chuck D, Flavor Flav Aight {aight}, aight, aight {aight}, {aight} I'm aight if you aight aight} I be better - get some of bass {word, it up} aight, yeah [Rinkin twinkin shakin Nuff attackin brain's a Clock tockin Chuck Flavor Flav ain't never (one, two, four) Verse One: D It's another record, it, mad methods To put my brothers and sisters on a You know he cheated, took he wanted but now you blunted Suckin up to the steppin down a level It's who they is you Who us from us and you from you Yes and it counts the fourty ounce] I sued them bastards, they got bounce I did em like a demo {threw em out the I took a 98 cause I liked a limo But pump pump pump pu-pump it up A mad rhyme, for mad times, that's up Some ain't gonna change, I got em in a I gotta rearrange, so I'm buildin back brain records with funky stuff Am I loud enough? {yeah} You got ta it up Chorus: Flav Give it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4 repeat #2 -- (occasional) Chuck D you ta give it up now Verse Two: D Come again the same old bounce I'm calling a foul and again it counts Mad tense mad tense brothers The blunts in the got the black behind and that's wack [And once again on!] Hey Jimmy cracked corn cracker "I don't care", it's on I'm with a rhyme [what?] I'm lettin go a rhyme [yeah!] I gotta get a rhyme through the and crazy times Call me a lecture, yes I checked her They hear me though, so here I go I'm sick and tired so take ya higher When I'm takin his to bring you down Rappers rippin a kickin finger-lickin But to the I'm givin but never cotton pickin Like James Brown I'm it loud Am I loud Huh, you got ta give it up [Some ain't gonna change, some gonna change Some ain't gonna ever change Some ain't gonna change, some ain't change ain't gonna NEVER EVER change!] Chorus Interlude: Chuck D, Flavor And when I'm coming, young dumb and fulla cum Some second guessing my about saving young Some don't know like Run said so we go it is inside, whoop there it is {aaaaaaah} it is [There it is, right My man X is a bad {shut your mouth) I'm talking Terminator, he's the man] There it is, can you hit me off with one I did represent doing dumb shit Some lying - I'd rather diss Presidents Dead or alive, bring em and swing em I vocalize, I rap, I don't sing em em, and I fling em, you can go with em Hall of Fame for the game for the I Dave Bing em Go Grandmama, close but no I got mine, for I'm using my The flow go wherever I want, and that's Give a piece of my time, to prevent crime And who behind the guns to the young ones The that make em is the ones that take em Rugged for no reason, down in season I don't want my mama, on the wearing armor So check yaself before ya wreck Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up [4X] (fades out)