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