[flavor flav vocals in these brackets]
{crowd chant vocals in these brackets]
Intro: chuck d flavor flav
Aight {aight} aight aight {aight} aight {aight}
Iand'm aight if you aight {iand'm aight}
I be better get some of that bass
{word give it up} aight yeah
[rinkin twinkin body shakin
Nuff attackin brainand's a rackin
Clock tockin chuck shockin
Flavor flav ainand't never shavin]
(one two, three four)
Verse one: chuck d
Itand's another record, check it, mad methods
To put my brothers and sisters on a deathbed
You know he cheated, took what he wanted but now you blunted
Suckin up to the devil steppin down a level
Itand's who they fear is you
Who protects us from us and you from you
Yes and it counts [fuck the fourty ounce]
I sued them bastards, yeah they got bounce
I did em like a demo {threw em out the window}
I took a 98 cause i never liked a limo
But pump pump pump pu-pump pump it up
A mad rhyme, for mad times, thatand's whatand's up
Some ainand't gonna change, i got em in a range
I gotta rearrange, so iand'm buildin back your brain
Wreckin records with funky stuff
Am i loud enough? {yeah} you got ta give it up
Chorus: flavor flav
Give it up, give it up, give it up yo repeat
Give it up, give it up, gotta give it up / 4 times
Repeat #2 -- (occasional) chuck d vocal
Yeah
You gots ta give it up now
Verse two: chuck d
Come again with the same old bounce
Iand'm calling a foul and once again it counts
Mad tense mad tense brothers know
The blunts in the back got the black behind and thatand's wack
[and once again itand's on!]
Hey jimmy cracked corn cracker singin andquot;i donand't careandquot;, itand's on
Iand'm comin with a rhyme [what?] iand'm lettin go a rhyme [yeah!]
I gotta get a rhyme through the rough and crazy times
Call me a hannibal lecture, yes i checked her
They donand't hear me though, so here i go
Iand'm sick and tired so slyand'll take ya higher
When iand'm takin his sound to bring you down
Rappers rippin a lyrical kickin finger-lickin
But to the rhythm iand'm givin but never cotton pickin
Like james brown iand'm sayin it loud
Am i loud enough? huh, you got ta give it up
[some ainand't gonna change, some ainand't gonna change
Some ainand't gonna never ever change
Some ainand't gonna change, some ainand't gonna change
Some ainand't gonna never ever change!]
Chorus [1/2x]
Interlude: chuck d, flavor flav
And when iand'm coming, some young dumb and fulla cum
Some second guessing my lessons about saving young
Some donand't know like run said so here we go
Where it is inside, whoop there it is
{aaaaaaah} there it is
[there it is, damn right
My man x is a bad mother {shut your mouth)
Iand'm talking about terminator, heand's the man]
There it is, can you hit me off with another one
Chorus
I never did represent doing dumb shit
Some gangsta lying - iand'd rather diss presidents
Dead or alive, bring em and iand'll swing em
I vocalize, i just rap, i donand't sing em
Flick em, and i fling em, you can go with em
Hall of fame for the game for the points i dave bing em
Go grandmama, close but no cigar
I got mine, for iand'm using my rhyme
The flow go wherever i want, and thatand's clever
Give a piece of my time, to prevent some crime
And who behind puttin the guns to the young ones
The ones that make em is the ones that take em
Rugged for no reason, down in duck season
I donand't want my mama, on the street wearing armor
So check yaself before ya wreck yaself
Respect yaself, hah, you got ta give it up
Chorus [4x] (fades out)
