Artist: Public Enemy
Album:  Fear Of A Black Planet
Song:   B Side Wins Again
        - Shocklee - Sadler - Ridenhour -

        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 3 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, c'mon
        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, c'mon
        The situation put you in
        To where you're sweatin' in
        Hysterical B side, c'mon 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