(Carlton Ridenhourr/Hank Shockler/Eric Sadler/Anthrax)



Verse 1

Basss!

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...