Bring The Noise - Public Enemy

Bass, how low can you go? Death row, what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal, the incredible D Public Enemy, number one Five O said, freeze, an' I got numb Can't 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 Farrakhan's a prophet an' I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, what you ought to do Is follow for now, power to 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, come on, here we go again Turn it up, bring tha noize Turn it up, bring tha noize 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 sayin' inside music That the critics are blastin' me for They'll never care for the brothers an' 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 tha noize Turn it up, bring tha noize 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 deejay could be a band Stand on his own feet, get you out your seat Beat is for Eric B an' LL as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells Ever forever, universal, it will sell Time for me to exit, Terminator X it Turn it up, bring tha noize Turn it up, bring tha noize From coast to coast, so you stop bein' like a comatose Stand, my man, the beat's the same with a boast dose Rock with some pizazz, it will last, why you ask? Roll with the rock stars, you 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 the 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 dissin' me an' dissin' you Yeah, I'm tellin' you Yo, yo, I got white Yo, Chuck D, where are you? Yo, check out this beat, alright Here we go, alright, alright Hear the drummer get wicked Hear the drummer get wicked Hear the drummer get wicked Hear the drummer get wicked Hear the drummer get wicked

Bring the noise! Bring the noise! Yeah boii! Bass! How low can you go? Death row, what a brother know 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 Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you" What you ought to do Is 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 Bring the noise! Hey yo, Chuck, they're sayin' we too black, man Yo, I don't understand what they're saying But little do they know they can get a smack for that, man 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 all 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! Turn it up! Turn it up! Turn it up! Bring the noise! Bring the noise! Bring the noise! Bring the noise!