Verse 1 Basss! 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!" 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
Chorus Turn it up! Bring the noise
Verse 2 Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a senaotor Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope Caus 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, 'till we get it right Radio stations I question their blackness They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this
Chorus
Verse 3 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 x-it
Chorus
Verse 4 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 pizzazz, it will last, why you ask? Roll with the rock stats, 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 tow is dissing me and dissing you Yeah, I'm telling you
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Verse 1 Basss! 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!" 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
Chorus Turn it up! Bring the noise
Verse 2 Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a senaotor Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope Caus 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, 'till we get it right Radio stations I question their blackness They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this
Chorus
Verse 3 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 x-it
Chorus
Verse 4 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 pizzazz, it will last, why you ask? Roll with the rock stats, 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 tow is dissing me and dissing you Yeah, I'm telling you
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