Yo check this out,
this is Chuck G,
Public Enemy Number One.
Check it out, my man, bringing the noise.
That's right, this new year.
My man,
Benny Benassi,
guarantee to heat up the floor for sure.
Bring the noise!
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
Yeah, yo, come on!
Here we go again.
Hey,
yo, Chuck, they say we too black, man.
Bring the noise!
I don't understand what they're saying,
but little do they know they could get a smack for that,
man.
Never badder than bad,
cause the brother is madder than madder.
The fact is, grew up like a senator.
So low on the road,
but you treat it like soap on a rope,
cause the beats and the lines are so dope.
Listen for lessons,
I'm saying,
in some music that the critics all blasted me for.
They'll never care for the brothers and sisters,
why cause a country has to suffer the war.
We got to get them straight.
Come on now, they're gonna have to wait.
Till we get it right.
Radio stations are questioning their blackness.
They call us the black,
but we'll see if they'll play this.