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