[Chubb Rock song plays in background]



(Yo..yo..Chuck D is the bomb, god

{What nigga...now get the fuck outta here...fuck what you think

Chuck D ain't shit



YouknowhatI'msayin....cheep motherfucka....bitch ass nigga

How the fuck this gon say Chuck D the hardest rapper...)



Yeah...uhum.

Let's set it off

Mista (Yo P..yo Slick)

Line 'em to you

Yo Bob

They call me mista..

Aaight

To you

This about report to the comissioner

To you

This about that time

Set it off..



[VERSE 1:]

To all the critics that had me counted out

To all the cynics I fought & Thought they had me figured out

Who opened doors on 32 tours

From last year's GIVE IT UP goin' back to YOU

'RE GONNA GET YOURS

38 countries in the name of hip hop

Never stopped, 7 Continents

Attackin governments

Political rhyme practice

I gave cause you lack this

Serious sense of time and world geographics

Bring ya brain outside philly

East to the West, North to the South

If you're black we can't all be Big Willie (never)

And to be judged by a hit

By some counterfeit click

That's some bell curve shit

Cause I'm cool like this

Now how I get my swerve on I keep hittin nerve bombs

Relax the saluting arms carry on and carry on

My record speaks for itself I never stopped the hip hop

And I never jumped backwards or kissed myself



[Chorus:]

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one (yeah..I'm tellin you)

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one (I'm tellin you)

If you don't know me you can call me

(c'mon)



[Verse 2:]

Can't win without beginning it

Heed the word of the brother and the voice that got muscles in it

Now Im'ma show you a waste is a terrible thing to mind

Rhymes without education equals butter from the gutter

And all this talk about the street we stay in & playin

Is a fishtank by the hated you thank

And you say ho hum another story to bore me

Maria take a letter tell Mayor have a freeknik in Marietta

Here comes the halfstepper hypocrites and advocates

Who care

But be crashin like US Air

The last Bohemian but you'll never see me intoxicated

By bones in drug zones I hate it

One on one black CNN

Keep it from bein in the cartoon network

The rhymes can hurt and do work

Got you lookin for the loot

Is down down to the one & shoot

50 fought to the cracker so for all y'all I getz blacker



[Chorus:]

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck

Public Enemy number one

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck

Public Enemy number one

You don't know me you can call me Mistachuck

If you don't know me you can call me mister



[Verse 3:]

I don't care for Range Rovers

Cause the price is too high

And I feel em gettin over

Land Cruisers, Issuzus or new shoes

Man dem notes is heavy

That's why I got a couple Chevies

Low budget I am believe me when I speak it

Limousine ain't a damn thing unless they let me keep it

I duck the cakewalk and all dat BS talk

About what's fatter West coast, North, South or New York

It don't matter

It don't matter



[Chorus:]

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one (yeah..)

If you don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one

You don't know me you can call me Mistachuck (D)

Public Enemy number one

If you don't know me you can call me mister chuck

(The hard rhymer)

(Yeah check it out

Mister

For you

Yes...and you...and you....for all y'all)