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    "B Side Wins Again [Scattershot Remix]" Lyrics

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    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
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Carlton Ridenhour, Eric T. Sadler, Keith M. Boxley.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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