* Why is Mr. Chuck left off the GOAT list? And the Bomb Squad not mentioned in greatest hip hop production teams ever? And say what you will Flava Flav was the perfect Hype Man. This song is pure Black Power Adrenaline. Funny how they have such a strong White following till this day.
[Verse 1: Chuck D]
Yes - the rhythm, the rebel
Without a pause - I'm lowering my level
The hard rhymer - where you never been I'm in
You want styling - you know it's time again
D the enemy - telling you to hear it
They praised the music - this time they play the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the show
Bum Rush The Sound - I made a year ago
I guess you know - you guess I'm just a radical
Not a sabbatical - yes to make it critical
The only part your body should be parting to
Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you
[Flavor Flav]
Hey yo Chuck, I don't understand this man!
Yo, we got to slow down man, we losing them!
[Verse 2]
Radio - suckers never play me
On the mix - just O.K. me
Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone it's known
Snaking and taking everything that a brother owns
Hard - my calling card
Recorded and ordered - supporter of Chesimard
Loud and proud kicking live next poet supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor - a rebel in his own mind
Supporter of my rhyme
Designed to scatter a line of suckers who claim I do crime
They on my time ticket
[Flavor Flav]
Yo chuck, they think we takin shorts!
Show em this is cold medina.
[Scratches]
Terminator X
[Verse 3]
From a rebel it's final on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll coming like a rhino
Tables turn - suckers burn to learn
They can't disable the power of my label
Def Jam - tells you who I am
The enemy's public - they really give a damn
Strong Island - where I got 'em wild and
That's the reason they're claiming that I'm violent
Never silent - no dope getting dumb nope
Claiming where we get our rhythm from
Number one - we hit ya and we give ya some
No gun - and still never on the run
You wanna be an S.1 - Griff will tell you when
And then you'll come - you'll know what time it is
Impeach the president - pulling out the ray-gun
Zap the next one - I could be your Shogun
Suckers - don't last a minute
Soft and smooth - I ain't with it
Hardcore - rawbone like a razor
I'm like a laser - I just won't graze ya
Old enough to raise ya - so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will praise ya
Playing the role I got soul to
Voice my opinion with volume
Smooth - not what I am
Rough - cause I'm a man
No matter what the name - we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game
Yeah - the voice of power
Is in the house - go take a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew - not singular
We wear black Wranglers
We're rap stranglers
You can't angle us - I know you're listening
I caught you pissin' your pants
You're scared of us dissing us
The crowd is missing us
We're on a mission boy
[Flavor Flav]
Yo Chuck! yeah man!
Yo you got em runnin' scared!
Terminator X
[Verse 4]
Attitude - when I'm on fire
Juice on the loose - electric wire
Simple and plain - give me the lane
I'll throw it down your throat like Barkley
See the car keys - you'll never get these
They belong to the 98 posse
You want some more son - you wanna get some
Bum rush the door on a store - pick up the album
You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the beat is designed
So I can enter your mind - Boys
Bring the noise - my time
Step aside for the flex - Terminator X
[Flavor Flav]
Yeah that's right
This jam is rated cold medina, boy
That's right, cold medina
We showin up in E-F-F-E-C-T, also known as effect
You understand what I'm sayin'?
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[Verse 1: Chuck D]
Yes - the rhythm, the rebel
Without a pause - I'm lowering my level
The hard rhymer - where you never been I'm in
You want styling - you know it's time again
D the enemy - telling you to hear it
They praised the music - this time they play the lyrics
Some say no to the album, the show
Bum Rush The Sound - I made a year ago
I guess you know - you guess I'm just a radical
Not a sabbatical - yes to make it critical
The only part your body should be parting to
Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you
[Flavor Flav]
Hey yo Chuck, I don't understand this man!
Yo, we got to slow down man, we losing them!
[Verse 2]
Radio - suckers never play me
On the mix - just O.K. me
Now known and grown when they're clocking my zone it's known
Snaking and taking everything that a brother owns
Hard - my calling card
Recorded and ordered - supporter of Chesimard
Loud and proud kicking live next poet supreme
Loop a troop, bazooka, the scheme
Flavor - a rebel in his own mind
Supporter of my rhyme
Designed to scatter a line of suckers who claim I do crime
They on my time ticket
[Flavor Flav]
Yo chuck, they think we takin shorts!
Show em this is cold medina.
[Scratches]
Terminator X
[Verse 3]
From a rebel it's final on black vinyl
Soul, rock and roll coming like a rhino
Tables turn - suckers burn to learn
They can't disable the power of my label
Def Jam - tells you who I am
The enemy's public - they really give a damn
Strong Island - where I got 'em wild and
That's the reason they're claiming that I'm violent
Never silent - no dope getting dumb nope
Claiming where we get our rhythm from
Number one - we hit ya and we give ya some
No gun - and still never on the run
You wanna be an S.1 - Griff will tell you when
And then you'll come - you'll know what time it is
Impeach the president - pulling out the ray-gun
Zap the next one - I could be your Shogun
Suckers - don't last a minute
Soft and smooth - I ain't with it
Hardcore - rawbone like a razor
I'm like a laser - I just won't graze ya
Old enough to raise ya - so this will faze ya
Get it right boy and maybe I will praise ya
Playing the role I got soul to
Voice my opinion with volume
Smooth - not what I am
Rough - cause I'm a man
No matter what the name - we're all the same
Pieces in one big chess game
Yeah - the voice of power
Is in the house - go take a shower boy
P.E. a group, a crew - not singular
We wear black Wranglers
We're rap stranglers
You can't angle us - I know you're listening
I caught you pissin' your pants
You're scared of us dissing us
The crowd is missing us
We're on a mission boy
[Flavor Flav]
Yo Chuck! yeah man!
Yo you got em runnin' scared!
Terminator X
[Verse 4]
Attitude - when I'm on fire
Juice on the loose - electric wire
Simple and plain - give me the lane
I'll throw it down your throat like Barkley
See the car keys - you'll never get these
They belong to the 98 posse
You want some more son - you wanna get some
Bum rush the door on a store - pick up the album
You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the beat is designed
So I can enter your mind - Boys
Bring the noise - my time
Step aside for the flex - Terminator X
[Flavor Flav]
Yeah that's right
This jam is rated cold medina, boy
That's right, cold medina
We showin up in E-F-F-E-C-T, also known as effect
You understand what I'm sayin'?
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