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B Side Wins Again - Remix Lyrics - Revolverlution - Public Enemy

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 

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