Public Enemy - Bring the Noise lyrics

Too black, too strong too black, too strong

Yo, Chuck
These honey drippers are still fronting on us
Show 'em that we can do this
'cause we always knew this haha, yeah, boy!

Bass! How low can you go?
Death row? What a brother know once again
Back is the incredible rhyme animal
The uncannable 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
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, come on) here we go again

Turn it up! Bring the noise!

Ayo, Chuck, they're saying we're too black
Man
Yo, I don't understand what they're saying
But little do they know they can
Get a smack for that, man

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 and 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 now
'cause 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

Turn it up! Bring the noise!

Ayo, Chuck, they illin', we chillin'
Yo, PE in the house, top billin'
Yo, Chuck, show 'em what you can do, boy

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 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
Making 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 DJ could be a band
Stand on it's 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

Turn it up! Bring the noise!

Yo, they should know by now that
They can't stop this bum rush word up
Better keep tellin' me to turn it down
But yo, Flavor Flav ain't going out like that

Come on! Come on!
Come on now! Come on!

From coast to coast
So you stop being like a comatose
"Stand, my man? The beat's the
Same with a boast toast"
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
You can investigate
Don't need to wait, get the record straight
Hey, posse 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

Hey yo, Griff, get thirty S1W
We got to handle this
We ain't goin' out like that
Yo, man, straight up on the Columbo tip
We can do this, like Brutus
'Cause we always knew this
You know what I'm sayin'
There's just one thing that puzzles me
My brother what's wrong with all these
People around here, man?
Is they clocking? Is they
Rocking? Is they shocking?