Flavor Flav - Intro Yo Chuck, bust a move man I was on my way up here to the studio, ya know what I'm sayin'? And this brother stop me and axe me, "Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice" I said "Yo the brother don't swear he's nice, he KNOWS he's nice" Ya know what I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin you turnin him into a Public Enemy, man Now remember that line you was kicking to me on the way out to LA Lounge in Queens while we was in the car on our way to the Shop Well yo, right now kick the bass for them brothers And let 'em know, WHAT, GOES, ON Chuck D. - overlaps last line syncing with Flav WHAT, GOES, ON Rolling Stones of the rap game, not braggin' Lips bigger than Jagger, not saggin' Spell it backwards, I'ma leave it at that.. That ain't got nuttin to do with rap Check the facts, expose those cats who pose as heroes and take advantage of blacks Your government's gangster, so cut the crap A war goin on so where y'all at? "Fight the Power" comes great responsibility 'F the Police' but who's stopping YOU from killlin me? Disaster, fiascos over a loop by P.E. If it's an I instead of we believin TV Spittin riches, bitches, and this new thing about snitches Watch them asses move as the masses switches System dissed them but barely missed her My soul intention to save my brothers and sisters Chorus 4X Hard... (Get up) JUST, LIKE, DAT Flavor Flav - interlude Yeah, that's right Chuck, man That's what you gotta do You got to tell 'em JUST, LIKE, DAT, ya know what I'm sayin? Cause yo, lemme tell you a lil something man These brothers runnin around, hard-headed They get a lil jealous, you know what I'm sayin? Just like that You know, they try to bring you down wit 'em But yo, Chuck, you got to tell 'em JUST, LIKE, DAT Chuck D. - Verse Two Screamin gangsta twenty years later Of course endorsed while consciousness faded New generation believin them fables "Gangster Boogie" on two turntables Show no love so it's easy to hate it Desecrated while the coroner waited Any given Sunday, so where y'all rate it? wit slavery, lynchin, and them drugs infiltrated I'm like that doll Chuckie, baby Keep comin back to live, love life like I'm crazy Keep it movin Rising to the Top Doug Fresh clean livin you don't stop Revolution means change, don't look at me strange So I can't repeat what other rappers be sayin You don't stand for something, you fall for anything Harder than you think, it's a beautiful thing Chorus Flavor Flav - interlude again Yeah, that's right Chuck, man That's what you gotta do You got to tell 'em JUST, LIKE, DAT, ya know what I'm sayin? Cause yo, lemme tell you a lil something man These brothers runnin around, hard-headed They get a lil jealous, you know what I'm sayin? Just like that You know, they try to bring you down wit 'em But yo, Chuck, you got to tell 'em JUST, LIKE, DAT Chuck D. Verse Three So it's time to leave you a preview So you too can review what we do 20 years in this business, How You Sell Soul? Gee whiz, people bear witness Thank you for lettin us be ourselves So don't mind me if I repeat myself These simple lines be good for your health To keep them crime rhymes on the shelf Live love life like you just don't care Five thousand leaders never scared "Bring the Noise," it's 'the moment they feared' Get up Still a beautiful idea Chorus
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