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The incredible D. Public Enemy one Five-O said "Freeze!" and I got Can't I tell 'em that I never had a gun? But it's the wax that the Terminator X
Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records they a brother like me said "Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to to What he can say to you, what you to do"
Follow for now, to the people say "Make a miracle D, the lyrical" is back, all in, we're gonna win Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Never than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a 'Cause the in the lines are so dope
Listen for I'm saying inside music That the are blasting me for never care for the brothers and sisters Now the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, on now They're gonna have to wait till we get it Stations I question their blackness They themselves black, but we'll see if they play this
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Get from in of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, X, I call him Norm, ya know He can cut a record from to side So what, the ride, the should be much safer 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, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya You 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha gonna do? Rap is not of you is for Sonny 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 B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, it can rock bells Ever forever, universal, it sell Time for me to exit, X-it
it up! Bring tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
From coast to coast, so you stop being like a 'Stand, my The beat's the same with a boast dose Rock with some pizzazz, it will why you ask? Roll with the rock stars, still never get as
We got to the fifth, we can investigate Don't need to wait, get the record Hey, in effect, got the Flavor Terminator X to checks, play 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