Bass! How low can you go? Death row a brother knows Once again, is the incredible animal
The incredible D. Public number one Five-O "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't I 'em that I really never had a gun? But the wax that the Terminator X spun
Now they got me in a cell, my records they sell 'Cause a brother me said "Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you to listen to What he can say to you, you ought to do"
for now, power to the people say "Make a D, pump the lyrical" Black is back, all in, gonna win Check it out, yeah y'all, we go again
Turn it up! tha noise! Turn it up! tha noise!
Never than bad, 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's as a senator on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope 'Cause the in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying music That the critics are me for They'll never 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 till we get it right Radio Stations I question blackness They call themselves black, but we'll see if they this
Turn it up! tha noise! it up! Bring tha noise!
Get from in of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay is warm, he's X, I him Norm, ya know He can cut a record side to side So what, the ride, the glide should be much than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the father of your rock n' Music for whatcha, for whichin', you a band, man a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know You call 'em demos, but we limos, too
Whatcha do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Ono Run DMC first said a deejay be a band Stand on feet, get you out your seat
is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hell Wax is for Anthrax, still it can 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 a comatose 'Stand, my man? The 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 to wait, get the record straight 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 dissing me and you Yeah, I'm you