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how low can you go?

Death row. what a brother knows.

Once again, back is the incredible

The rhyme animal

The untenable 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...

...Farrakhans a prophet that 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

 

Chorus: turn it up! bring the noise!

 

Never badder than bad cause the brother is madder than mad

At the fact thats corrupt like a senator

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

cause the beats and 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

 

Chorus: 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

 

Chorus...

 

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...

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