Chuck D - You're Gonna Get Yours lyrics

[Flavor Flav] Oh-oh Chuck, they out to get us, man Yo we got to dust these boys off [Verse 1: Chuck D] In this corner with the 98 Subject of s**ers object of hate Who's the one some think is great I'm that one (son of a gun) Driving by waving my fist Making 'em mad when I'm going like this Top gun, never on the run (They know not to come cause they all get some) Going quicker in the speeding lane Jealous can't do it and it's causing them pain Caught in my smoke, all they did was choke Look at my spokes, you know I'm no joke Out that window, middle finger for all Jealous at my ride, stereo and blackwalls s**ers they got the nerve and gall (To talk about the car when they're walking tall) [Hook] s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours [Verse 2: Chuck D] Pulling away every day Leaving you in the dust so you know I get paid On the mile ego trip and 5-0 tailing on my tip Watch me burn rubber, fall in my flame This episode is always the same Seeing no comp coming like I'm blind All left back trailing my behind I go faster cops try to shoot me They'll get theirs when they try to get me I'll let it go, my turbo Run 'em in the river cause they're moving too slow Laughing hard at their attempt So what if the judge charges me contempt I'll rub my boomerang cause I'm feeling proud And I wouldn't even hear 'em cause my radio's loud [Hook] s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours [Verse 3: Chuck D] Cruising down the boulevard I'm treated like some superstar You know the time so don't look hard (Get with it, the ultimate homeboy car) All you s**ers in the other rides Wherever I'm coming get to my side My 98 is tough to chase If you're on my tail better watch your face Smoke is coming when I burn Rubber when my wheels turn Tinted windows, so super bad Looking like the car the Green Hornet had It's the reason I'm ahead of the pack It's the reason I left them back It's the reason all the people say My 98 Olds blows 'em all away My 98 Oldsmobile is (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile's so (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile is (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile's like (Super Sperm) [Hook] s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours s**ers to the side I know you hate my 98 You're gonna get yours [Verse 4: Chuck D] Understand, I don't drive drunk My 98's fly, I don't drive no junk No cop got a right to call me a punk Take this ticket, go to hell and stick it Put me on a kick but line up, times up This government needs a tune up I don't even know what's happening, what's up Gun in my chest, I'm under arrest Sidewalk s**ers wanted to spill me So I got my crew and posse Took the girls and got them to thrill me Stepped outside, got in my ride Drove them around and I looked around town Caught 'em out there cold, ran 'em over and down They didn't get me and that's the truth (Cause my 98-O is bullet proof) My 98 Oldsmobile's so (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile is (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile's so (Su-Su-Su) My 98 Oldsmobile's like (Super Sperm)