Verse 1   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 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...   ...Farrakahn'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 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    Chorus   Turn it up! Bring the noise    Verse 2   Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad   At the fact that's corrupt as a senaotor   Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope   Caus 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'll play this    Chorus    Verse 3   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 it's own feet, get you out your seat   Beat is for Eric B and L L as well, hell   Wax is for Anthrax, still I can rock bells ever forever,   Universal it will sell   Time for me to exit, terminator x-it    Chorus    Verse 4   From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose   Stand my man? The beat's the same with a boost-toast   Rock with some pizzazz, it will last, why you ask?   Roll with the rock stats, you'll 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, play to get paid   We got to check it out down on the avenue   A magazine or tow is dissing me and dissing you   Yeah, I'm telling you...