B Side Wins Again - Intellectual

[Intro]

Just clap your hands to the beat

Just clap your hands to the beat, to the beat

[Verse 1: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

Here you go, y'all

Little, little by little, you know

We got the power, the knowledge to move 'em and still rock

A super song for the cause, so

Feel the loads on your brain for the episode (Yeah)

And we just begun, it's number one, y'all

Brother Black, the B is back

So check this out

[Interlude]

Just clap your hands to the beat

Just clap your hands to the beat, to the beat

[Verse 2: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

And you don't, I won't, if you still, I will

Take three jams and hold 'em, this what I told 'em

Rock the other side, the sucker lied

Said he would shock 'em, but never tried, and so I

Took 'em away, I never stayed, y'all

I called Flavor to pick another record to get played

He made a jam to get you slammed

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 buy 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 really gives it a try

The people request the best on the B-side (Yeah)

[Interlude: Chuck D]

You don't, you don't, you won't, you won't

You don't quit, you don't, don't quit

Well, this is it, y'all

Keep it on and on and on, come on, check it out

[Verse 3: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

Food for the brain, beats for the feet

People on the dance floor never claimin' a receipt (Yeah, boy)

Had a good time rock and 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 and get you ready now, come on

The situation put you in

To where you're sweatin' in

Hysterical B-side, come on inside

I quest the best to give a test

And never given 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 (Uh-oh), name (Look out), is (Yeah), rock and roll, come on now (Here we go)

[Interlude: Flavor Flav & Chuck D]

Yeah, boy, the B-side (Come on)

Not the one-side, but the two-side (Come on, y'all)

Not the three-side

Not the A-side, but the B-side (Come on now)

This the play side, not the sweet side (Aw, yeah)

One, two (Three, four, boy)

In the place to be (PE in the house)

My man X gettin' strong busy on the B-side

Yeah, we livin' more hard, more real, and just the real, that's right

PE the enemy because we are reality (Boy)

Roll 'em

[Verse 4: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

And the suckers on the right get cynical (Yeah)

'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 (Kick it)

You don't, you don't

And you won't, you won't

You don't stop

A-keep it goin', y'all

It's been around, y'all

Get down, y'all and go on and on (Go, go)

'Cause the B side wins again and again, again

Yo, black, some of you are all in

To make sure the crowd get loud with it on the dance floor

'Cause the B is pure, sure

I never knew the crowd was this hype

But you thought we was that type

To start a riot, we ain't quiet

In a thunderstorm with a song

Well, we dare you to come along (Yeah)

Pump the music, pump the sound (Boy)

Once again, we gonna do it like this now

And while I'm throwin', you're goin' (Come on, come on)

And you know it's time for my man on a mission

So listen (Listen), 'cause ('Cause), he's in the house, he's

[Outro: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

Come on

Come on now, y'all

Come on

Come on, come on, come on

Get with it

You don't stop, get with it, y'all

Don't quit, you don't pause

You still will, come on, y'all

Get down, y'all, get down, y'all

Run the sound and get with it, y'all

It go on and on and on and on and on and on

Don't stop and keep it goin', y'all

You don't stop

Flavor Flav, y'all

You don't quit

Flavor Flav, y'all

Go and get it, y'all

We laughin' to the beat, y'all

You don't stop

You keep on

Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah

Yeah, Chuck, that's right

You got to kick it over to the left, man

Kick that shit over to the left, man