Everybody get up singing 1,2,3,4, Five will make you get down now Everybody get up singing 1,2,3,4, Five will make you get down now
You gots to keep it real You gots to keep it raw I'm lyrically blessed so don't try to ignore Time for some action creeping up your back and Keep the Beat nasty like Janet my reaction Hard I'm addictive better lock your Kids in Coming to your Area ya don't know what You're missing go tell your family here comes The enemy blowing up the Spot Tech Ramedy
Keep it move, Keep it move, Keep it moving on I'll be the resident President, I'm the 5th Element Jimmy fly Snooka Stone cold is how I'm Hittin' em' better get together, put your hands In the sky stick em up Punk, hit em low hit em high Now I'm the bad boy that you invite forDinners Ain't got no manners cause I eat with my Fingers Lost boys terrorise the neighborhood And Hounds of the Baskerville will be up no good So come on come on everybody keep checking us Coming with the Funk, bring it on wickedness
Everybody better recognise, We got the funky rhymes Keep it together, Baby don't even try to organise We be the Roughnecks No concept No business We here to get down and make em grab your Biscuits So everybody, anybody, somebody Put your Hands Together represent like John Gotte Paragraph after Grammar for Gas The Party's Armageddon Hit em with the heavy Class I'm bugging, Hitting with the Hooligan Bamn I know you wanna stand up, so Baby jump