Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a brother again, back is the incredible Rhyme
The incredible D. Public Enemy one Five-O "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I 'em that I really never had a gun? But it's the wax the Terminator X spun
Now got me in a cell, 'cause my records they sell a brother like me said "Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you to listen to What he can say to you, what you to do"
Follow for now, to the people say "Make a D, pump the lyrical" is back, all in, we're gonna win Check it out, yeah y'all, we go again
it up! Bring tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Never badder bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it soap on a rope 'Cause the in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying 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 question their They call black, but we'll see if they play this
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Get in front of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya He can cut a record from to side So what, the ride, the glide be much safer than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of rock n' roll for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man Makin' a music, it, but you can't do it, ya know You 'em demos, but we ride 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 on it's feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock Ever forever, universal, it sell Time for me to exit, Terminator
it up! Bring tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
From coast to coast, so you being like a comatose 'Stand, my man? The the same with a boast dose Rock with some pizzazz, it will why you ask? Roll the rock stars, still never get accepted as
We got to the fifth, we can investigate Don't need to wait, get the straight Hey, in effect, got the Flavor Terminator X to sign checks, to get paid
We got to check it out down on the A magazine or two is me and dissing you Yeah, I'm you