Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Tha Noize

Bass! How low can you go?
Death row a brother knows
Once again, is the incredible
Rhyme

The incredible D. Enemy number one
said "Freeze!" and I got numb
Can't I 'em that I really never had a gun?
But it's the wax that the Terminator X

Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my they sell
'Cause a brother me said
"Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, you ought to do"

for now, power to the people say
"Make a D, pump the lyrical"
Black is back, all in, gonna win
Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go

it up! Bring tha noise!
Turn it up! tha noise!

badder than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact that's as a senator
Soul on a roll, but you it like soap on a rope
the beats in the lines are so dope

Listen for I'm saying inside music
the critics are blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and
Now across the has us up for the war

We got to demonstrate, on now
They're gonna have to wait we get it right
Radio Stations I their blackness
They call black, but we'll see if they play this

Turn it up! tha noise!
Turn it up! tha noise!

Get in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, X, I call him Norm, ya know
He can cut a record from side to
So what, the ride, the glide should be much safer a suicide

Soul control, beat is the father of rock n' roll
for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man
Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya
You call 'em demos, but we limos, too

Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not of you
Beat is for Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run DMC first said a deejay could be a
Stand on feet, get you out your seat

Beat is for B, and L.L. as well, hell
Wax is for Anthrax, still it can bells
Ever forever, universal, it sell
Time for me to exit, X-it

it up! Bring tha noise!
Turn it up! tha noise!

From to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
'Stand, my man? The beat's the same with a dose
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last why you
Roll with the stars, still never get accepted as

We got to pleed the fifth, we can
Don't to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse's in effect, got the Flavor
X to checks, play to get paid

We got to check it out down on the
A magazine or two is dissing me and you
Yeah, I'm you