Rogers - ridenhour - drayton   Go, go, go, go, go, go   Take a look at his style   Take a check of the sound   Off the record people keep him down   Trick a chick in miami   Terminator x packs the jams   Whow gives a fuck about a goddamn grammy   Anyway and I say the d's defending the mike   Yeah, who gives a fuck about what they like   Right the power is bold, the rhymes politically cold   No judge can ever budge or ever handle his load   Yes the coming is near and he's about to become   The one and only missionary lord son of a gun   Going on and on back trackin' the whack   Explain the knack y'all for the actual fact, c'mon      Terminator x go off (4x)   Go, go, go, go, go, go      He goes on and on 'till he reaches the coast   Tired, wired of his own race playing him close   Understand his type of music kills the   Plan of the klan   You know the pack attack the man   With the palm of his hands   Police, wild beasts, dogs on a leash   No peace to reach - thats why he's packin' his black piece   Terminator x yellin' with his hands   Damn almighty rulin ready to jam   But his cuts drive against the belt   Sheet...he's bad by his damn self   Yeah, his one job cold threatens the crowd   The loud sound pound to make brothers proud      Terminator x go off (4x)   Go, go, go, go, go, go      Gettin' small makin' room for it all   Flavors on the phone so he can...   Make the call   I know you're clockin' the enemy   You should be clockin' the time   Checkin' records I'm wreckin' you   For defecting my rhyme   No provokin', no jokin', you know the stage is set   If you're thinkin' I'm breakin'   He ain't rocked it yet   My education is takin' you for a long ride   I'll have you brain slip and do the slide   Glide into infinity, it's infinite   With your hands in your pockets   I know your money is spent   Like this, like that, butter for the fat   If you kill my dog, i'ma slay your cat   It's like that y'all, can you handle it son   I'm public enemy number one      Terminator x go off (4x)   Go, go, go, go, go, go