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Various Artists Welcome to the Terrordome (X-Games Remix) Performed by Public Enemy I got so much trouble on my mind Refuse to lose Here's your ticket Hear the drummer get wicked The crew to you to push the back to Black Attack so I sat and japped Then slapped the Mac Now I'm ready to mic it (You know I like it) huh Hear my favoritism roll 'Oh' Never be a brother like me go solo Lazer, anastasia, maze ya Ways to blaze your brain and train ya The way I'm livin', forgiven' What I'm givin' up X on the flex hear me now I don't know about later As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid Man I've had it up to here Gear I wear got 'em goin' in fear Rhetoric said Read just a bit ago Not quittin' though Signed the hard rhymer Work to keep from gettin' jerked Changin' some ways To way back in the better days Raw metaphysically bold Never followed a code Still dropped a load Never question what I am God knows 'Cause it's comin' from the heart What I got better get some (Get on up) hustler of culture Snakebitten Been spit in the face But the rhymes keep fittin' Respects been givin' how's ya livin' Now I can't protect a paid off defect Check the record An reckon an intentional wreck Played off as some intellect Made the call, took the fall Broke the laws Not my fault that they're fallin' off Known as fair square Throughout my years So I growl at the livin' foul Black to the bone my home is your home But welcome to the Terrordome Subordinate terror Kickin' off an era Cold deliverin' pain My 98 was 87 on a record yo So now I go Bronco Crucifixion ain't no fiction So called chosen frozen Apology made to whoever pleases Still they got me like Jesus I rather sing, bring, think reminisce 'Bout a brother while I'm in sync Every brother ain't a brother cause a color Just as well could be undercover Backstabbed, grabbed a flag From the back of the lab Told a Rab get off the rag Sad to say I got sold down the river Still some quiver when I deliver Never to say I never knew or had a clue Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard Lies, scandalizin', basin' Traits of hate who's celebratin' wit satan? I rope a d**e the evil with righteous Bobbin' and weavin' and let the good get even Come on down But welcome to the Terrordome. Caught in the race against time The pit and the pendulum Check the rhythm and rhymes While I'm bendin' 'em Snakes blowin' up the lines of design Tryin' to blind the science I'm sendin' 'em How to fight the power Cannot run and hide But it shouldn't be suicide In a game a fool without the rules Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize Every brother ain't a brother 'Cause a Black hand Squeezed on Malcom X the man The shootin' of Huey Newton From a hand of a Nigger who pulled the trigger It's weak to speak and blame somebody else When you destroy yourself First nothing's worse than a mother's pain Of a son slain in Bensonhurst Can't wait for the state to decide the fate So this jam I dedicate Places with the racist faces An example of one of many cases The Greek weekend speech I speak From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach) I don't smile in the line of fire I go wildin' But it's on bass and drums even violins Watcha do gitcha head ready Instead of gettin' physically sweaty When I get mad I put it down on a pad Give ya somethin' that cha never had.. controllin' Fear of high rollin' God bless your soul and keep livin' Never allowed, kickin' it loud Droppin' a bomb Brain game intellectual Vietnam Move as a team Never move alone But Welcome to the Terrordome