On a Saturday I was on a plane trip home sittin window after playin a show
Thinking back flash look lookin at my past people askin how I got signed so fast
But that's nonsense cause it's takin some time common sense says it happened overnight
But that's not right now can you find someone unless they take their sk**s outside
So I started writing rhymes with my crew and I started making beats too
I had a mic and we burnt CDs and we sold 'em in the halls to everybody
And I use to write raps in cla** had ten records stuffed in my backpack
And I love it how the crowd reacts when I get on the mic and I rock these raps
But back to the story back to the motive back to the reason why I even really wrote this flow this
At a show take notice crowds don't rock when the rappers bogus
Don't dis pop make the beat drop non-stop
If you are a b-boy get up and pop lock break dance to your hearts desire
Show this crew that you're on fire
And I was moving to the DJ's rhythm
Feeling hot in the disco lights
And I was making my way to a comeback
Feeling love on a Saturday night
Get off the plane then get on the train to the baggage claim thought I heard someone call my name
So I took to my left took to my right now I'm feelin insane cause there's no one in sight
I'm back from the road back in the studio but I'm thinkin of the places that I really want to go
Yo stop drop rock roll walking on the moon like my name is Michael Jackson
People love it when I'm rappin action smile at the cameras when I'm laughin
That's in sports jacket as a fashion matchin my leisure suit when I'm dancin
Packed in the club now I'm feelin the love as the disco lights shine bright up
Above b-boys break to your hearts desire show this crew that you're on fire
(Chorus)
Keep on moving keep on grooving