LYRICS
作词 : Hank Shocklee/Joseph Bellardini/Charlie Benante/George Clinton Jr./Carlton Ridenhour/Eric Sadler/Frank Joseph Bello/Daniel Alan Spitz/Ian Scott Rosenfeld
作曲 : Hank Shocklee/Joseph Bellardini/Charlie Benante/George Clinton Jr./Carlton Ridenhour/Eric Sadler/Frank Joseph Bello/Daniel Alan Spitz/Ian Scott Rosenfeld
Bass! how low can you go?
Death row. what a brother knows.
Once again, back is the incredible
The thyme animal
The incredible 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 its 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...
...frarrakhans a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
What he can say to you, what you ought to do.
Follow for now, power of the people, say,
Make a miracle, d, pump the lyrical
Black is back, all in, were gonna win
Check it out, yeah yall, here we go again
turn it up! bring the noise!
Never badder than bad cause the brother is madder than mad
At the fact thats corrupt as a senator
Soul on roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope
cause the beats in the lines are so dope
Listen for lessons Im saying inside music that the critics are blasting
Me for
Theyll never care for the brothers and sisters
Now across the country has us up for the war
We got to demonstrate, come on now, theyre gonna have to wait
Till we get it right
Radio stations I question their blackness
They call themselves black, but well see if theyll play this
turn it up! bring the noise!
Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me
My deejay is warm, hes 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 rocknroll
Music for whatcha, for whichin, you call a band, man
Makin a music, abuse it, but you cant 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 deejay could be a band
Stand on its feet, get you out your seat
Beat is for eric b. and ll, 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
From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose
Stand, my man? the beats the same with a 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
Dont need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posses in effect, got the flavor terminator
X to sign checks, play to get paid
We got to check it out down on the avenue
A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, Im telling you...