|
Bass, how low can you go? |
|
Death Row, what a brother know |
|
Once again back is the incredible, the rhyme animal |
|
The young cannibal, |
|
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 spunNow they got me in a cell 'cause my records, they sell' |
|
Cause a brother like me said, "Well, Farrakahn's a prophetAnd I think you ought to listen to what he can say to youWhat 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 like 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 OnoRun- |
|
DMC first said a deejay could be a band |
|
Stand on it's 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 exit |
|
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 as |
|
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 |
|
XTo sign checks, play to get paid |
|
We got to check it out down on the avenue |
|
A magazine or two is dissin' me and dissin' you |
|
Yeah, I'm telling you[Incomprehensible] |