[Intro: King Madi]
I'm gonna make it hot right here
Michigan, Grand Rapids, stand up
Detroit, Lansing, Kentwood
Leonard, Muskeegon, Holland
Forest Hills, Michigan, M.I
[Verse 1: King Madi]
Rappers these days want to start with a pronoun
Good thing a rocking beat will really throw the show down
I roll now, mimi itabi uwe dance
Got the fever for the flavor
But I'll save you when I make you dance
Dance like you're in Jamaica
I'ma take you higher
To a new sound of rhythm
Hit 'em as I spin 'em
Hard bars yes I spit 'em, I won't miss 'em
Long as heads turning I can get 'em
No answer, no question, I ain't checking
So keep stepping
Because I see the spirit in you
I know you can feel it in you
Keep on moving don't pretend
Act like you don't know how
Wow, look at my style
Paving more roads than a snow plow
Snow plow, uh uh, a snow plow
[Hook: King Madi]
This is the beat that makes you want to dance
This is the beat that gives you ants in the pants
This is the beat that makes you makes you dance
This is the beat that gives you ants in the pants
X2
[Verse 2: King Madi]
There is no escape, when the beats on
Get your freak on, two left feet on
A beat that people wants to feed on
I rock a style, you probably rocking Bing Bong
I sing songs, the rotate as if they're Ling Long
Better catch up, before you get ditched like ding dong
Ding dong, uh huh, a ding dong
Ping pong, rappers be flowing back in forth
No hate, no shade, but there's a lack of pur- pus
Not crazy enough to be one of us
By us I mean me myself and I, I
Got the fruit in my lyrics but the media got the rind
I'm on my grind
Wewe kufanya na akili
When you're at the top, all you see is the bottom like bikini
[Hook x3]