Lyrics:

Put some wax on the trax and slide on onta here
Hane, hane, hane, hane, hane
Hatches in the corner ears to the ground
Improve to the groove get down to the sound
Buttons and bows and blew blanc rouge
All things lively must be used
Libert, egalit, au jour d'hui c'est trs trs trs
Voici I opportunit nous Incroyables
I got the moves they got the grooves
Summoned the Gods and they all approved
Bad vibes akimbo on the shelf
Bit of a rap thing going for myself
this gold on the teeth's no sense at all
It only matters when it's on the wall
I'm standing here with my four men
Let's start that rapping thing again :
Marco, Merrick, Terry Lee, Gary Tibbs and yours truly
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
In the naughty North and in the sexy South
We're all singing I have the mouth
I have the mouth
So tired of anarchists looking at me
Don't need their credibility