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Bass! How low can you go?Death row, what a brother knowsOnce again, back is the incredibleThe rhyme animalThe incredible [D!] Public Enemy number oneFive-O said "Freeze!" and I got numbCan't I tell 'em that I really never had a gun?But it's the wax that the Terminator X spunNow they got me in a cell 'cause my records they sell'Cause a brother like me said "WellFarrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen toWhat 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 winCheck 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 madAt the fact that's corrupt as a senatorSoul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope'Cause the beats in the lines are so dopeListen for lessons I'm saying inside music that the critics are blasting me forThey'll never care for the brothers and sisters now across the country has us up for the warLetras de cancionesWe got to demonstrate, come on now, they're gonna have to waitTill we get it rightRadio stations I question their blacknessThey call themselves black, but we'll see if they play this[Chorus]Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to meMy DJ is warm, he's X, I call him Norm, ya knowHe can cut a record from side to sideSo what, the ride, the glide should be much safer than a suicideSoul control, beat is the father of your rock'n'rollMusic for whatcha, for whichin', you call a band, manMakin' a music, abuse it, but you can't do it, ya knowYou call 'em demos, but we ride limos, tooWhatcha gonna do? Rap is not afraid of youBeat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko OnoRun DMC first said a deejay could be a bandStand on its feet, get you out your seatBeat is for Eric B, and L.L. as well, hellWax is for Anthrax, still it can rock bellsEver forever, universal, it will sellTime 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 doseRock with some pizzazz, it will last why you ask?Roll with the rock stars, still never get accepted asWe got to pleed the fifth, we can investigateDon't need to wait, get the record straightHey, posse's in effect, got the Flavor TerminatorX to sign checks, play to get paidWe got to check it out down on the avenueA magazine or two is dissing me and dissing youYeah, I'm telling you From Letras Mania