Lyrics:

Yo Whodini, let's do this!
I'm ready!

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it

Here we go with a flow for a pro
In the show a medium tempo as the spotlight
Glows
Artists in action, against distraction
Negativity breaks us down to fractions
We don't subtract, divide or hide
Whodini adds and multiplies
(Pose it in the form of the chosen)
Simple mathematics called sub-development
Anything else is totally irrelevant
Any way I got to do it to get to it
The method is fluid (so enjoy don't abuse it)
Who said youth is wasted on the young?
(That's mighty dumb)
But a dumb man said
That's crap, can you hear me in the back'
Pull out a map and let me show you where my head's at
That's why we're here, E equals MC squared
Three heads are better than one, let's compare

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it

Let's race with the pace
Face some haste ? chase
The bass, brings it in your face like mase
A fast that's ? what I'ma heading for
The quicker the better for the metaphor predator
Sound systems of the precise mic go haywire
Fire controls my empire
My next jam ? so slammin' you'll examinate
Dead in the head brain cells I reanimate
Suckers evolve but they ain't too sharp
Your date is in the dark
Like the raiders of the lost ark
Brothers ? dis are a disaster
It's fact, rappers are ? like plaster
Feel up ladies ?
Handmade, manmade ? on the crossfade
All suckers find it hard to swallow
When we're swingin' it, we're a tough act to follow

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it (I got to!)

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it

Breakdown!

Hit 'em again!

Can we take it to the streets? (yeah!)
Can we take it to the streets? (yeah!)

Grandmaster D!
(I-I-I-I'm ready)

Dig it!

Yo D I think we got some stealers over here! (I'm ready!)

Yo Donkey!

Who wanna see it. I'll straighten it all out, I'll show ya

I'ma hit like this!

We ain't done son!

All the people in the house!

Creativity causes longevity
Lack of activity causes despair
If I let you get ahead of me
? instead of me
Like a thief in the night I appear
That's a ? lurch you
Shame my name and I'll hurt you
Parties getting turned out
Rappers getting burned out (quickly!)
Lyrics are decided swiftly
Funky ain't it, beats and rhymes musically painted
So yo boy you better swing it

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it

Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it
Swing!
Swing it anyway, I gotta swing it
Anyway I gotta swing it