[Intro: Rev. Jesse Jackson]

"Brothers and sisters! Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to!"

[Verse 1: Chuck D]

Yes, the rhythm, the rebel

Without a pause, I'm lowering my level

The hard rhymer -- where you never been, I'm in

You want stylin'? You know it's time again

D, the enemy, tellin' you to hear it

They praised the music, this time they play the lyrics

Some say no to the album, The Show

Bum Rush, the sound -- I made a year ago

I guess you know, you guess I'm just a radical

Not on sabbatical, yes, to make it critical

The only party your body should be partyin' to

Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you

[Ad-lib 1: Flavor Flav]

Ay yo, Chuck, man, I don't understand this, man!

Yo, you got to slow down, man, you losin' them!

[Verse 2: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

Radio—suckers never play me

On the mix, they just okay me

Now, known and grown, when they're clocking my zone, it's known

Snaking and taking everything that a brother owns

(Hard) — my calling card

Recorded and ordered, supporter of Chesimard

Loud and proud, kicking live next, poet supreme

Loop a troop, bazooka, the scheme

(Flavor) A rebel in his own mind

Supporter of my rhyme

Designed to scatter a line of suckers who claim I do crime

They on my time ticket

[Ad-lib 2: Flavor Flav]

Ay yo, Chuck, they think we takin' shorts!

Show 'em this is cold medina, man!

Come on, kick it!

[Chorus]

Terminator X, Terminator X

Terminator X, Terminator

[Ad-lib 3: Flavor Flav]

Yo, Chuck, you gettin' 'em nervous

They can't handle this, they gonna break down!

[Verse 3: Chuck D & Flavor Flav]

From a rebel, it's final on black vinyl

Soul, rock and roll coming like a rhino

Tables turn, suckers burn to learn

They can't disable the power of my label

Def Jam, tells you who I am

The enemy's public, they really give a damn

Strong Island, where I got 'em whylin'

That's the reason they're claiming that I'm violent

Never silent, no dope, getting dumb — nope

Claiming where we get our rhythm from

Number one, we hit ya, and we give ya some

No gun, and still never on the run

You wanna be an S1 -- Griff will tell you when

And then you'll come again, you'll know what time it is

Impeach the president, pulling out my ray gun

Zap the next one, I could be your Shogun

(Suckers) don't last a minute

Soft and smooth, I ain't with it

(Hardcore) raw bone like a razor

I'm like a laser, I just won't graze ya

Old enough to raise ya, so this'll faze ya

Get it right, boy, maybe I will praise ya

Playing the role, I got soul too

Voice my opinion with volume

(Smooth) Not what I am

(Rough) 'Cause I'm a man

No matter what the name, we're all the same

Pieces in one big chess game

(Yeah!) The voice of power

Is in the house — go take a shower, boy

P.E. a group, a crew — not singular

We wear black Wranglers

We're rap stranglers, you can't angle us

I know you're listening

I caught you pissin' your pants

You're scared of dissing us

The crowd is missing us

We're on a mission y'all

[Ad-lib 4: Flavor Flav]

Yo Chuck, yo! Yeah, man!

Yo, you got 'em runnin' scared!

[Chorus]

Terminator X, Terminator X

Terminator X, Terminator

[Verse 4: Chuck D]

Attitude, when I'm on fire

Juice on the loose, electric wire

Simple and plain, give me the lane

I'll throw it down your throat like Barkley

You see my car keys, you'll never get these

They belong to the Nine-Eight posse

You want some more, son? You wanna get some?

Bum-rush the door of the store — pick up the album

You know the rhythm, the rhyme plus the beat is designed

So I can enter your mind, boys!

Bring the noise — my time

Step aside for the flex, Terminator X

[Ad-lib 5: Flavor Flav]

Yeah, that's right

This jam is rated cold medina, boy

That's right, cold medina, that's right

We showin' up in E-F-F-E-C-T, also known as effect

You understand what I'm sayin'?

[Outro]

Yeah! Yeah, boy!

Bring that beat back

Bring that beat back one more time, Chuck

Y'all wanna hear that beat, right?

Bring that beat back

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