Luyện nghe bài hát Bring The Noise

Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a knows
Once again, is the incredible
The rhyme
The uncannable D, 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 my records, they sell
a brother like me said, "Well
Farrakhan's a prophet and I you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what you wanna do is for now"
of the people, say
"Make a miracle, D, the lyrical"
Black is back, all in, gonna win
Check it out, yeah y'all, we go again

it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! the noise!

Never badder than bad 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
the beats and the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons I'm saying
that the critics are blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and
Mow, cause the has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, come on now, gonna have to wait
Till we get it
stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play

Turn it up! the noise!
Turn it up! the noise!

Get in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know
He can cut a from side to side
So what, the ride, the glide should be much than a suicide
Soul control, beat is the of your rock'n'roll
Music for whatcha, for whichin', you a band, man
Making 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
Beat is for Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono
Run-DMC first said a could be a band
on its feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for Eric B. and LL as well,
Wax is for Anthrax, it can rock bells
Ever forever, universal, it will
Time for me to exit, Terminator

it up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! the noise!

coast to coast, so you can stop being like a comatose
"Stand, my man? The beat's the same with a toast"
Rock with some pizzazz, it last. Why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, still never get as
We got to plead the Fifth, we can
need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse's in effect, got the Flavor,
X to sign checks, to get paid
We got to it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and you
Yeah, I'm you