One, two
f** the V.I.P section
Did you hear me?
f** the V.I.P section
f** the god damn V.I.P section
[Hook: Kyle Jason]
You are us and I don't give a damn
What anybody says cause it doesn't really matter
To you are us I'm down wit what the people say
I don't give a damn cause I'm gonna do it anyway
You are us, we are you
We are you, you are us
f** the god damn V.I.P
[Verse 1: Chuck D]
They act like they scared of y'all
Whether they sing, rap or dance or act or play ball
I thought V.I.P was for all
All for one, one for all
Needs a god damn over all
All f**ed up ways must fall
That big me, little you sh** gotta go
Hear them screaming in the hall
Slow your runnin' down to a crawl son
Surrounded by 16 bodyguards in the middle of the mall
What in the f** is up wit that
I don't know what's going on in here no more, Chuck
Chuck, gimme the mic
Hey yo, move out my way Chuck D
I don't know what's going on
Hey yo Chuck, gimme the mic
Gimme the motherf**in' mic
[Verse 2: Kyle Jason]
No wonder why high flossin' cats get stuck
By brothers like me that just don't give a f**
The jackal, one bad apple, the wrench in the machine
Good lord, I enjoy being mean
Challenging celebrities to boxing matches
The Pirates of Penzance walking the plank with eye patches
I'll beat you down and take that sh** you be flaunting
Give to charity to them little kids that be wanting
You are us
You are us
I'm down wit what the people say
I don't give a damn cause I'm gonna do it anyway
Yeah, that's right, I said it, my name is Ice Jason
You walk around in that celebrity skin
You are us
You walk around in that celebrity skin
You are us
Hey yo! Chuck take this mic
[Verse 3: Chuck D]
So what you bring your a** in here for?
You think it don't stink, got those fans
Back up against the wall
All that V.I.P can't get to me sh** is wack
Star spelled backwards is rats
You tell that to them bustas
Who think that they all that
Treat a fan so wack
I ain't a hater
But it's the fans that made you a player
No cigar, I ran over that damn pop star
Stupid star
You don't even know who the f** you are
Who gives a damn about what you spent on your car
I spoke back and smack the damn czar
Catch me anytime on that wild wild web
Cause we got the music slammin', got that?
[Verse 4: Professor Griff]
Yo, what's this? This un-alike attract, repel
One mind, two souls, birthplace, hell
Who's gonna divide and conquer?
My race, your race, the human race, I wonder
Now will you respect the ar-k** tech
The chain gangs vex'd the chain gangs vex'd
After the math after the bloodbath
I wonder will you last
Who will make war with the beast?
Those n******gs from the west
Those n******gs from the east
When the smoke clears who would you fear
The beast wit the bomb or the x-confrontation?
[Hook: Kyle Jason]
You are us and I don't give a damn
What anybody says cause it doesn't really matter
To you are us I'm down wit what the people say
I don't give a damn cause I'm gonna do it anyway