Hard Rhymin'

Hard Truth Soldier radio

[Sister Souljah]

Brothers and sisters, this is not a test

I've been asked by Public Enemy leader Chuck D to make this emergency

Announcement

The police in your cities, for all intents and purposes

Have declared open season on black people (hey yo check one two)

Public Enemy was driven into the underground by government forces

However a small resistance is forming

Both Terminator X and Chuck D have resurfaced

Leading a small mobile rebel unit, "The Valley of the Jeep Beats" (1-2-3-4-5-6)

[Chuck D]

Hard rhyme and the rebel is on the mic

One time, rhyme animal's on the mic

They're still keepin, youth asleep an'

We in the hood with heat and still beatin

And we back with the rap that packs the room

Black tracks with the rhythm that make you move

Can't hush the bumrush, we bust the sound

With these sonic bombs, feel the pressure all around

Raise the level I'm up again rhymin

Ridin on the devil since I began rhymin

Hell we bring back the meat that rap lacks

Cause like I said, we got sold down the river

And I ain't for these racist wars

A lie's fed by these TV whores

I know it's more to news fake the truth

We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy

[Hook 2X: Chuck D] + (Paris)

Hard rhyme when the rebel is on the mic

One time rhyme animal's on the mic

(It's P.E. - whattup - it's on you, brother what'chu wanna do)

(Brother tell me if it's on, it's on)

[Chuck D]

Now hip-hop was a gift that lifted up

Loved rap 'til the companies ripped it up

Now the soul is set, we've been had like jazz

If you down for change then they take your voice away

And then they tell you the best is white

Co-signed by a nigga that pimped the mic

Make the rule the view that the beef is cool

But what it do is fool the few fools who buy the feud

Keep the people all blind and dumb dancin

Never let a record that wreck become rampant

See the street copycat the crap rap and songs

Not knowin "There's a POISON Goin' On"

'Til the message revealed and I show

But you never get to hear it on the radio

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, fuck Jack!

Bust that, squeeze, rewind the shit, c'mon

[Hook]

[Interlude - scratching and samples]

"C'mon now!" DJ Lord

"Here we go again"

"C'mon now!" Guerilla Funk

(Hey yo check one..)

[Chuck D]

We move as a team to keep them demons out

Y'all know what I'm talkin about

See 'em used, abused, confused us into thinkin that

Bein ghetto mean the same as bein ignorant

And so we strive to rise and get by

No peace for the beast we police and shine the light

Culture vanish on the television pimpin those

On "Cribs" in a home that they never own

Damn! Tell me that once again

Radio and the video don't uplift

Take a stand be demandin all my freedom and my civil rights

Worldwide fight the plan and they genocide

Yes the road is long and hard

And when I'm gone you'll say I did my part

Keep gunnin, we the crew that never lose

On the ones and the motherfuckin twos, Public Enemy

[Hook] - 2X

[Flavor Flav]

Hey yo check one two

Yeah that's right, Flavor Flav takin you back to the next millineum

You know what I'm sayin? Always cold cold kille-enum

You know what I'm sayin? And I ain't playin

It's all in the message that we're layin

I got a secret weapon, you know what I'm sayin?

Let's take two steps to the rear, we gettin out of here

You know what I'm sayin? Operation Cold Killin 'Em to the next millenium

Flavor Flav, rock the house

Hey yo check one two