Bass!

How low can you go?

Death row, what a brother know

Once again, back is the incredible

The rhyme animal, the young cannibal D, Public Enemy number one,

"Five-O" said "Freeze!" and I got numb

Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun

But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun

Now they got me in a cell, 'cause my records, they sell

'Cause a brother like me said, well...

Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you oughtta listen to

what he can say to you, what you ought to do is

Follow for now, power of the people, say

"Make a miracle, D, pump the lyrical"

Black is back, all in, we're gonna win

Check it out, yeah y'all, c'mon, here we go again



Turn it up! Bring the noise

Turn it up! Bring the noise



Never badder than bad, 'cause a brother is madder than mad

At the fact that's corrupt like a senator

Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope

'Cause the beats in the lines are so dope

Listen for lessons I'm saying inside music

That the critics are all blasting me for

They'll never care for the brothers and sisters

Now across the country has us up for the war

We got to demonstrate, come on now

They're gonna have to wait 'til we get it right

Radio stations, I question their blackness

They call themselves black, but we'll see if they'll play this



Turn it up! Bring the noise

Turn it up! Bring the noise



Get from in front of me! The crowd runs to me

My DJ's warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya know

He can cut a record from side to side, so what?

The ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicide

Soul control, beat is the father of your rock 'n' roll

Music for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, man

Makin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya know

You call 'em demos, but we ride limos too

Whatcha gonna do?  Rap is not afraid of you

Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono

Run-DMC first said a DJ couldn't be a band

Stand on its own feet, get you out your seat

Beat is for Eric B and L. L. as well, hell

Wax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bells

Ever forever, Universal it will sell

Time for me to exit, Terminator X-it



Turn it up! Bring the noise

Turn it up! Bring the noise



From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose

'Stand, my man, the beat's the same with our boost-toast

Rock with some pizzazz, it will last, "why?" you ask

Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as

We got to plead the Fifth, we can investigate

Don't need to wait, get the record straight, hey!

Posse's in effect, got Flavor, Terminator

X to sign checks, playing to get paid

We got to check it out down on the avenue

A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you

Yeah, I'm telling you...