Clip vidéo
Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Anthrax
Interprète
Public Enemy
Interprète
Charlie Benante
Programmation de batterie
Scott Ian
Chant
Chuck D
Chant
Flavor Flav
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Carlton Ridenhour
Paroles/Composition
Eric Sadler
Paroles/Composition
Hank Shocklee
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Anthrax
Production
MARK DODSON
Production
Steve Thompson
Ingénierie de mixage
Michael Barbiero
Ingénierie de mixage
Charlie Benante
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Bass! How low can you go?
Death row, what a brother knows
Once again back is the incredible
The rhyme animal
The un-cannable D, Public Enemy, number one
Five-O said, "Freeze!" and I got numb
Can I tell 'em that I never really 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
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, c'mon, here we go again
[Chorus]
Turn it up!
Bring the noise!
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 like 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 all blasting me for
They'll never care for the brothers and sisters, why?
'Cause 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
[Chorus]
Turn it up!
Bring the noise!
Turn it up!
Bring the noise!
[Verse 3]
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 with 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 demo's, 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 own 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]
Turn it up!
Bring the noise!
Turn it up!
Bring the noise!
[Verse 4]
From coast to coast, so you can stop being like a comatose
Stand my man? The beat's the same with the boost-toast
Rock with some pizzazz, it will last, why you ask?
Roll with the rock stars, you'll never get accepted as
We got to plead the Fifth, we can investigate
No 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 two is dissing me and dissing you
Yeah, I'm telling you
Written by: Joseph A Bellardini, Frank Joseph Bello, Charlie L Benante, Carlton Douglas Ridenhour, Scott Ian Rosenfeld, Eric T Sadler, Hank Shocklee, Daniel Alan Spitz

