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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 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 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 Ono
Run-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 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 and dissin' you
Yeah, I'm telling you

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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 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 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 Ono   Run-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 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 and dissin' you   Yeah, I'm telling you      [Incomprehensible]
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