Too black, too strong   Too black, too strong      Bass, how low can you go?   Death Row, what a brother knows   Once again, back is the incredible   The rhyme animal, the uncannible      D, Public Enemy, number one   Five O said, "Freeze" an' 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 an' I think you ought to 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, here we go again      Turn it up, bring the noise   Turn it up, bring the noise      Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad   At the fact that's corrupt like 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, I'm sayin' inside music   That the critics are blastin' me for   They'll never care for the brothers an' 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 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 DJ could be a band   Stand on its feet, get you out your seat      Beat is for Eric B. an' 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      Turn it up, bring the noise   Turn it up, bring the noise      From coast to coast, so you stop bein' 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 stars, still never get accepted as      We got to plead the Fifth, you 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      You got to check it out, down on the avenue   A magazine or two is dissin' me an' dissin' you   Yeah, I'm tellin' you