(with Public Enemy)
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Yeah, party
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Dance, how low can you go?
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Death row, what a brother knows
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Once again, back is the incredible
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The rhyme animal, the incredible D
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Public Enemy number one
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Five-O said, "Freeze", and I got numb
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Can I tell 'em that I really never had a gun?
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But it's the wax that the Terminator X spun
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Now they got me in a cell 'cause my records they sell
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'Cause a brother like me said
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Well, Farrakhan's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to
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What he can say to you, what you ought to do
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Follow for now, power of the people, say
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Make a miracle, D pump the lyrical
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Black is back, all in we're gonna win
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Check it out, yeah y'all, here we go again
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Turn it up, bring the noise
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Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad
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At the fact thats corrupt as a senator
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Soul on roll but you treat it like soap on a rope
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'Cause the beats in the lines are so dope
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Listen for lessons I'm saying inside
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Music that the critics are blasting me
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For they'll never care for the brothers and sisters
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Now across the country has us up for the war
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We got to demonstrate, come on now
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They're gonna have to wait till we get it right
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Radio stations I question their blackness
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They call themselves black but we'll see if they'll play this
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Turn it up, bring the noise
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Bring The Noise (Pumpkin Remix)
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Benny Benassi |