1 Bass! How low can you go? Death row, what a brother again back is the incredible The animal The D, Public Enemy, number one "Five-O" said, "Freeze!" and I got Can I tell 'em that I never had a gun But it's the wax that the x spun Now they got me in a cell 'cause my records, sell Cause a brother me said, "Well... ...Farrakahn's a and I think you ought to listen to he can say to you, what you ought to do" Follow for now, of the people, say, "Make a miracle, D, the lyrical" Black is back, all in, gonna win Check it out, yeah c'mon, here we go again Turn it up! Bring the 2 Never badder bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a Soul on a roll, but you it like soap on a rope Caus the beats in the are so dope Listen for lessons I'm saying music That the are blasting me for never care for the brothers and sisters now across The has us up for the war We got to demonstrate, come on now, they're have to wait, we get it right Radio I question their blackness They themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this 3 Get from in front of me, the runs to me My deejay is warm, he's x, I call him Norm ya He can cut a record side to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much than a suicide Soul control, is the father of your 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 demos, but we ride limos too gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Sonny Bono, is for Yoko Ono Run-DMC first said a deejay could be a Stand on it's own feet, get you out seat is for Eric B and L L as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still I can bells ever forever, it will sell Time for me to exit, terminator 4 From to coast, so you stop being like a comatose Stand my The beat's the same with a boost-toast Rock some pizzazz, it will last, why you ask? Roll with the rock stats, you'll never get as We got to plead the fifth, we can need to wait, get the record straight Hey, in effect, got flavor, terminator X to sign checks, to get paid We got to check it out on the avenue A magazine or tow is dissing me and you Yeah, I'm you...