Sangtekst: Public Enemy. Revolverlution. B Side Wins Again - Remix.
So here we go, y'all, little by little, you know
We got the power and the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock a super song for the 'cause so
Feel the load on your brain for the episode
And we just begun, it's number one y'all
Brother Black, the B is back, so check it out
And 'ya don't, I won't, if 'ya still, I will
Take three jams and hold 'em, this what I told 'em
To rock the other side, the sucker lied
Said, "He would shock but never tried" and so I took 'em away
I never stayed y'all, called the Flavor Flav to make another record
To get played, he made a jam to get you stammed
Back to back in the place where the suckers are basin'
Whatever it takes to make it hardcore
We gonna roll it raw, that's what you but it for, come on
You roll in your ride, the DJ decides to play it on the radio
The A side, he gives it a try but never gives it a try
And the people request the best on the B side
Food for the brain, beats for the feet, people on the dance floor
Never claimin' a receipt, had a good time rockin', rollin' on the go rhyme
The rhythm supplied by the superior B side, they had to twist
And turn and shout, turn the jam out, getcha' ready now, come on
The situation put you in to where you're sweatin' in, hysterical B side
Come on, inside, request the best to give a test and never give a rest
Your guess is good as my guess and while I'm guessin'
Your guessin', yo listen this is a DJ to play to give a lesson
And his name is Terminator X and the sucker on the right gets cynical
'Cause the record's to the left and political and you search the stores
Attack the racks with your claws for the rebels without a pause
'Cause the B side wins again, again, again
Yo, Black, some of you are all in to make sure the crowd
Get loud wit' it on the dance floor, 'cause the B is pure sure
You never knew the crowd was this hype but you thought
We was that type to start a riot, we ain't quiet, kickin'
A thunderstorm with a song, why would we dare you to come along?
Pump up the music, pump the sound, once again we gonna do it
Like this now and while I'm throwin', you're goin' and you know
It's time for man on a mission to listen 'cause he's in the house
He's Terminator X
We got the power and the knowledge to move 'em
And still rock a super song for the 'cause so
Feel the load on your brain for the episode
And we just begun, it's number one y'all
Brother Black, the B is back, so check it out
And 'ya don't, I won't, if 'ya still, I will
Take three jams and hold 'em, this what I told 'em
To rock the other side, the sucker lied
Said, "He would shock but never tried" and so I took 'em away
I never stayed y'all, called the Flavor Flav to make another record
To get played, he made a jam to get you stammed
Back to back in the place where the suckers are basin'
Whatever it takes to make it hardcore
We gonna roll it raw, that's what you but it for, come on
You roll in your ride, the DJ decides to play it on the radio
The A side, he gives it a try but never gives it a try
And the people request the best on the B side
Food for the brain, beats for the feet, people on the dance floor
Never claimin' a receipt, had a good time rockin', rollin' on the go rhyme
The rhythm supplied by the superior B side, they had to twist
And turn and shout, turn the jam out, getcha' ready now, come on
The situation put you in to where you're sweatin' in, hysterical B side
Come on, inside, request the best to give a test and never give a rest
Your guess is good as my guess and while I'm guessin'
Your guessin', yo listen this is a DJ to play to give a lesson
And his name is Terminator X and the sucker on the right gets cynical
'Cause the record's to the left and political and you search the stores
Attack the racks with your claws for the rebels without a pause
'Cause the B side wins again, again, again
Yo, Black, some of you are all in to make sure the crowd
Get loud wit' it on the dance floor, 'cause the B is pure sure
You never knew the crowd was this hype but you thought
We was that type to start a riot, we ain't quiet, kickin'
A thunderstorm with a song, why would we dare you to come along?
Pump up the music, pump the sound, once again we gonna do it
Like this now and while I'm throwin', you're goin' and you know
It's time for man on a mission to listen 'cause he's in the house
He's Terminator X
Public Enemy
Revolverlution
Public Enemy