Benga - E-Trips

Yeah, party Dance, how low can you go? Death row, what a brother knows Once again, back is the incredible The rhyme animal, the incredible 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 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, here we go again Turn it up, bring the noise Never badder than bad 'cause the brother is madder than mad At the fact thats corrupt as a senator Soul on 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'll play this Turn it up, bring the noise