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