Bass! How low can you go? Death row a brother knows Once again, is the incredible animal
The D. Public Enemy number one said "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I tell 'em I really never had a gun? But it's the wax that the X spun
Now got me in a cell, 'cause my records they sell a brother like me said "Well, a prophet and I think you ought to listen to What he can say to you, you ought to do"
Follow for now, power to the say "Make a miracle D, the lyrical" Black is back, all in, we're win it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Never than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it soap on a rope 'Cause the beats in the lines are so
Listen for I'm saying inside music That the are blasting me for They'll never care for the and sisters Now the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, on now gonna have to wait till we get it right Radio I question their blackness They call themselves black, but we'll see if 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, he's X, I call him Norm, ya 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 Music for whatcha, for whichin', you a band, man Makin' a music, it, but you can't do it, ya know You 'em demos, but we ride limos, too
Whatcha do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono Run DMC first said a deejay could be a Stand on it's feet, get you out seat
is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock forever, universal, it will 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 a comatose 'Stand, my man? The the same with a boast dose with some pizzazz, it will last 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 straight Hey, posse's in effect, got the Terminator X to sign checks, to get paid
We got to it out down on the avenue A magazine or two is me and dissing you Yeah, I'm you