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
