Yeah, boy
Bass, how low can you go?
Death row, what a brother knows
Once again, back is the incredible
Rhyme animal, the incredible
D, Public Enemy number one
Five-O said, "Freeze", and I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun
But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records, they sell
'Cause a brother like me said, "Well
Farrakahn's a prophet and I think you ought to listen
To what he can say to you, what you ought to do"
Follow for now, power of the people, say
"Make a miracle, D, pump the lyrical"
Black is back, all in, we're gonna win
Check it out, yeah y'all, c'mon, here we go again
Turn it up
Bring the noise
Turn it up
Bring the noise
Never badder than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that's corrupt as a senator
Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
'Cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying inside music
That the critics are blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, come on now
They're gonna have to wait 'til we get it right
Radio stations, I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this
Turn it up
Bring the noise
Turn it up
Bring the noise
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know
He can cut a record from side to side, so what
The ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock 'n' roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band man
Makin' a music, abuse it but you can't do it, ya know
You call 'em demos but we ride limos too
Whatcha gonna do, rap is not afraid of you
Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run-DMC first said, "A DJ could be a band"
Stand on its own feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B and L. L. as well, hell
Wax is for Anthrax, still I can rock bells
Ever forever, universal it will sell
Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it
Turn it up
Bring the noise
Turn it up
Bring the noise
From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
Stand my man, the beat's the same with a boost-toast
Rock with some pizazz, it will last, why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, you'll never get accepted
We got to plead the fifth, we can investigate
Don't need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse's in effect, got Flavor
Terminator X to sign checks, play to get paid
We got to check it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, I'm telling you
Hear the drummer get wicked
Hear the drummer get wicked
Hear the drummer get wicked
Hear the drummer get wicked
Hear, hear the drum, hear the drum
Hear the drummer get wicked
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