Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bring The Noise , by - Ice T. Song from the album Live: The Island Years, in the genre Release date: 31.12.1993
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Bring The Noise |
| Verse 1 |
| Basss! |
| 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… |
| …Farrakahn'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 c’mon, here we go again |
| Chorus |
| 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 as a senaotor |
| Soul on a roll, but you treat it like soap on a rope |
| Caus 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 |
| Chorus |
| Verse 3 |
| Get from in front of me, the crowd runs to me My deejay 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 |
| Makin' 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 deejay could be a band |
| Stand on it’s own feet, get you out your seat |
| Beat is for Eric B and L L as well, hell |
| Wax is for Anthrax, still I can rock bells ever forever, |
| Universal it will sell |
| Time for me to exit, terminator x-it |
| Chorus |
| Verse 4 |
| From coast to coast, so you stop being like a comatose |
| Stand my man? |
| The beat’s the same with a boost-toast |
| Rock with some pizzazz, it will last, why you ask? |
| Roll with the rock stats, you’ll never get accepted as We got to plead the fifth, we can investigate |
| Don’t 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 tow is dissing me and dissing you |
| Yeah, I’m telling you… |