Verse 1
I"m back again, spitting on the track again.
I"m in this game for good, I"m never packing in.
I"m never lacking in the skills you're slacking in.
This year's the year that it's all happening.
I"m in the mode, my vibes are skyrocketing.
Shut the door; the vibes, they need locking in.
This kid's too sick, nobody's stopping him.
And this s*** that's what everyone's forgotten and
I got a lot of talent, you ain't off balance
And I"m gripping the game like bird talons.
Holding the mic (yo) with a tight grip
When the rhymes come out my thoughts straight from my lips.
Then i deliver a sick twist of lyrics
Never mimic or spit on real gimmicks
This mc's just in it just to win it
And I"m never gonna stop
So you better get with it.
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Chorus
Funky 4*4 beat TV screens and in the streets.
Starting now, rainbow. Lock down, hot now. (Repeat * 3)
Funky 4*4 beat TV screens and in the streets.
Starting now, rainbow.
Head rocking.
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Trust.
Head rocking.
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Verse 2
Don"t let the beat stop i wanna see your head rocking
Beat"s clucking the beat boys are body popping
The bass drops and it sounds like a tremor
Everybody"s in the club getting their vibes together
Hands in the sky, yo, we moving to the floor
Leave your stress and put on your happiness at the door
Keep it funky with the 4*4 beat from your radios TV screens
And in the streets
So don't stop now dj"s got the media on lock now
Temperature"s hot now
'cause in the bowl there's no time to flop now
I"mma give my all, give it everything I"ve got now
I"m like the colours in the rainbow
The way my white light just shines through a prism
These are the sounds I"m spitting on the bass line
And our waistlines intertwine with the rhythm (rhythm,
Rhythm, rhythm)
Repeat chorus
Repeat verse 2
Repeat chorus
I"m back again, spitting on the track again.
I"m in this game for good, I"m never packing in.
I"m never lacking in the skills you're slacking in.
This year's the year that it's all happening.
I"m in the mode, my vibes are skyrocketing.
Shut the door; the vibes, they need locking in.
This kid's too sick, nobody's stopping him.
And this s*** that's what everyone's forgotten and
I got a lot of talent, you ain't off balance
And I"m gripping the game like bird talons.
Holding the mic (yo) with a tight grip
When the rhymes come out my thoughts straight from my lips.
Then i deliver a sick twist of lyrics
Never mimic or spit on real gimmicks
This mc's just in it just to win it
And I"m never gonna stop
So you better get with it.
---
Chorus
Funky 4*4 beat TV screens and in the streets.
Starting now, rainbow. Lock down, hot now. (Repeat * 3)
Funky 4*4 beat TV screens and in the streets.
Starting now, rainbow.
Head rocking.
---
Trust.
Head rocking.
---
Verse 2
Don"t let the beat stop i wanna see your head rocking
Beat"s clucking the beat boys are body popping
The bass drops and it sounds like a tremor
Everybody"s in the club getting their vibes together
Hands in the sky, yo, we moving to the floor
Leave your stress and put on your happiness at the door
Keep it funky with the 4*4 beat from your radios TV screens
And in the streets
So don't stop now dj"s got the media on lock now
Temperature"s hot now
'cause in the bowl there's no time to flop now
I"mma give my all, give it everything I"ve got now
I"m like the colours in the rainbow
The way my white light just shines through a prism
These are the sounds I"m spitting on the bass line
And our waistlines intertwine with the rhythm (rhythm,
Rhythm, rhythm)
Repeat chorus
Repeat verse 2
Repeat chorus