[Flavor Flav vocals in these brackets]
{crowd chant vocals in these brackets]
Intro: Chuck D Flavor Flav
Aight {aight} aight aight {aight} aight {aight}
I'm aight if you aight {I'm aight}
I be better get some of that bass
{word give it up} aight yeah
[Rinkin twinkin body shakin
Nuff attackin brain's a rackin
Clock tockin Chuck shockin
Flavor Flav ain't never shavin]
(one two, three four)
Verse One: Chuck D
It'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
It'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, that's what's up
Some ain't gonna change, I got em in a range
I gotta rearrange, so I'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
I'm calling a foul and once again it counts
Mad tense mad tense brothers know
The blunts in the back got the black behind
