Bass! How low can you go? 
Death row what a brother knows 
Once again, back is the incredible 
The rhyme animal 
The incredible D. Public Enemy number one 
Five-O said "Freeze!" and I got numb 
Can't 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 ought to listen to 
What he can say to you, what you ought to do" 
Follow for now, power to 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, here we go again 

Chorus: 
Turn it up! Bring tha noize! 

Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad 
At the fact that's corrupt as 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 
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 
Till we get it right 
Radio Stations I question their blackness 
They call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this 

Chorus 

Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me 
My deejay is 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 deejay could be a band 
Stand on its 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 

Chorus 

From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose 
'Stand, my man? The beat's the same with a boast dose 
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last why you ask? 
Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted as 
We got to pleed the fifth, we can investigate 
Don't need to wait, get the record straight 
Hey, posse's 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, I'm telling you