Watch the door, Chuck D, Public Enemy

The red, black and green machine is back on the scene

Every party needs somebody to watch the door as it's goin on

Securin you, who's securin what?

Watch the door

Now I'm down to do your thing if your thing's the right thing

P.E. ain't tryin to hear no fat lady sing

Don't get it twisted 'cause we still love the music in the past

Few years seen some use it then abuse it

Some of these cats ain't sat down, washed their hands

And say to the grace to the game, so they're a disgrace to the race

Dig it, P-Dog we be diggin them party joints (that's right)

Beats for everybody joints

Takin' care and persevere, I'm makin my point

Message around the world, rap be's for the poor

You on the floor, we at the door

'Cause it's about to go down these cowboys have jumped the corral

Survival yeah we got the nerve to serve

Like a hip-hop bible, don't libel

Guerilla Funk, they got the title

The late great, no need to donate dollars

I don't care if they poppin' collars and holla's

Who can't think between drinks, Chuck D I'm the driver

Hard act to follow, I think for tomorrow

Remix of old P.E. hits, I ain't up against it

If it was up to me I'd give it all away

Anyway, uploads for my people to download

Shit so hot, iPods explode

One at a time baby, for your mind baby

Uhh, to keep your soul in control baby

Not crazy this party's for everybody

You on the floor, and I be watchin the door

Rob the rich, give to the poor (three, four, come on)

Don't you think we should stay in our country

Instead of trying to go out and fight somebody else's war?

They doin' up, and killin' off a lot of innocent people

Multiply, do not divide

Think globally, act locally

Passport, showin' no support

Makin World War III, lookin' like a sport

Human race, in the only place

We know as Earth, right in our face

And the firebombs, and the toxic waste

Will leave this world without a trace

And we don't want no other war

Too late, the feds done closed the door

And we the peeps get spoken for

The people want peace but the people get a quota

Ask no in the world order

Security is supposed to be securing me

So why are they always checking me?

Put me on some social list

Just because I pump my fist

Callin' me some new terrorist

Got the cure, high price for sure

Fix the rich, and damn the poor

Laptops, shoes, off says the law

Make love, fuck war (ay yo)

You're damn right!

Public Enemy, bring that beat back

2006 for yo' bad ass

Yeah, somebody gotta watch the damn door