Bring the Noise (Pump-Kin Edit) Public Enemy

Bring the noise!
Bring the noise!
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

Bring the noise!

Ayo, Chuck, they're saying we're too black, man
(Bring the noise!)
Yo, I don't understand what they're saying
But little do they know they can get a smack for that, man