Bring Tha Noize

[Verse 1 – Chuck D (Flavor Flav)] (Yeah boy!) Bass! How low can you go? Death row what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal The uncannable D, Public Enemy number one Five-O said "Freeze!" and I got numb Can't 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 and I think you ought to listen to What 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 win Check it out (Yeah y'all come on!) Here we go again [Chorus – Anthrax] Turn it up! Bring tha noize! [Verse 2 – Chuck D] Never badder than bad cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact that's corrupt as a senator Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope Cause 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 play this [Chorus] [Verse 3 – Scott Ian] 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 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] [Verse 4 – Scott Ian] From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose 'Stand, my man? The beat's the same with a boast dose 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 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 We got to check it out down on the avenue A magazine or two is dissing me and dissing you Yeah, I'm telling you [Chuck D] Hear the drummer get wicked! Hear the drummer get wicked! Hear the drummer get wicked! Hear the drummer get wicked! [Drum Outro]