Lost at Birth

[Verse #1: Chuck D] Clear the way for the prophets of rage Engaging on the stage, on a track Tell Jack stay in the back I was born Every level I'm on You're warned Just in case you forgot I pump in kilowatts To let 'em know which direction To go what's up I wanna know I test the front row Forgiven the giving while the living is living it up So many people are sleeping while standing up Not dressed to impress or fess it That's it test to the brain like FedEx Treated one and the same Cause the name of the game Don't give 'em checks above necks Some don't realize we're on the same side Subdity in the city Suburbs or projects But we're living in a different time Some speed, some lead While some just pump rhymes Then again we're all in the same gang Info to flow And heal all below Let's go and find The piece of mind that's taken Or else the black Start breakin' Public Enemy number 1