Don't, don't, don't, don't   Don't, don't, don't   Now here's what I want you all to do for me      Back caught you lookin' for the same thing   It's a new thing-check out this I bring   Uhh, oh, the roll below the level, 'cause I'm livin' low   Next to the bass, c'mon, turn up the radio   They claimin' I'm a criminal   By now I wonder how, some people never know   The enemy could be their friend, guardian   I'm not a hooligan, I rock the party and clear all the madness   I'm not a racist, preach to teach to all      'Cause some they never had this   Number one, not born to run about the gun   I wasn't licensed to have one   The minute they see me, fear me   I'm the epitome, of Public Enemy   Used, abused, without clues   I refused to blow a fuse   They even had it on the news      Don't believe the hype   Don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype   Don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype      Yes was the start of my last jam, so here it is again   Another def jam, but since I gave you all a little something   That I knew you lacked, they still consider me a new jack   All the critics you can hang 'em, I'll hold the rope   But they hope to the Pope, and pray it ain't dope   The follower of Farrakhan, don't tell me that you understand   Until you hear the man, the book of the new school rap game   Writers treat me like Coltrane, insane      Yes to them but to me I'm a different kind   We're brothers of the same mind, unblind   Caught in the middle and not surrenderin'   I don't rhyme for the sake of of riddlin', some claim that I'm a smuggler   Some say I never heard of ya, a rap burglar, false media   We don't need it do we? It's fake that's what it be to ya, dig me?   Yo, Terminator X, step up on the stand   And show these people what time it is boy      Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype   Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype   Don't believe the hype, don't believe the hype   Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype      Don't believe the hype, it's a sequel   As an equal, can I get this through to you   My ninety-eight's boomin' with a trunk of funk   All the jealous punks can't stop the dunk   Comin' from the school of hard knocks   Some perpetrate, they drink Clorox   Attack the Black, because I know they lack exact   The cold facts, and still they try to Xerox      The leader of the new school, uncool   Never played the fool, just made the rules   Remember there's a need to get alarmed   Again I said I was a time bomb   In the daytime radio's scared of me   'Cause I'm mad, 'cause I'm the enemy   They can't come on and play me in prime time   'Cause I know the time, plus I'm gettin' mine      I get on the mix late in the night   They know I'm livin' right, so here go the mike, psych   Before I let it go, don't rush my show   You try to reach and grab and get elbowed   Word to Herb, yo if you can't swing this   Learn the words, you might sing this   Just a little bit of the taste of the bass for you   As you get up and dance at the LQ      When some deny it, defy it, I swing bolos   And then they clear the lane, I go solo   The meaning of all of that, some media is the wack   As you believe it's true   It blows me through the roof   Suckers, liars, get me a shovel   Some writers I know are damn devils   For them I say, don't believe the hype      Yo Chuck, they must be on a pipe, right?   Their pens and pads I'll snatch, 'cause I've had it   I'm not a addict, fiendin' for static   I'll see their tape recorder and I grab it   No, you can't have it back, silly rabbit   I'm going' to my media assassin', Harry Allen, I gotta ask him   Yo Harry, you're a writer, are we that type?   Don't believe the hype      Now here's what I want you all to do for me      Don't believe   Don't, don't, don't believe the hype   Don't believe   Don't, don't, don't believe the hype      I got Flava and all those things you know   Yeah boy, part two bum rush and show   Yo Griff, get the green, black, red, and   Gold down, countdown to Armageddon   Eighty-eight to eight the S-One's will   Put the left in effect and I still will   Rock the hard jams, treat it like a seminar   Reach the bourgeois and rock the boulevard      Some say I'm negative, but they're not positive   But what I got to give, the media says this   Red black and green, you know what I mean      The media says this, yo don't believe the hype   They got to be beating that pipe you know what I'm sayin'   Yo the Megas got 'em goin' up to see Captain Kirk   Like a jerk and they outta work, let me tell you a lil' some'in' man   A lot of people on [Incomprehensible] radio scared of 'em   Bcoz they're too ignorant to understand the lyrics of the   [Incomprehensible] that we pumpin' into them clogs their brain cells   That just spun their little [Incomprehensible] skulls they call caps   You know what I'm sayin' but the S-One's are straightenin' it up   Quick fast in a hurry, don't worry [Incomprehensible] vision ain't blurry   You know what I'm sayin' yo Terminator X      Don't, don't believe, don't believe the hype   Don't, don't believe, don't believe the hype   Don't believe the hype, don't believe the hype   Don't, don't believe the, don't believe the hype