"Super Disco Breakin'"

 Well it's 50 cups of coffee and you know it's on
 I move the crowd to the break of break of dawn
 Can't rock the house without the party people
 Cause when we're gettin down we are all equal
 There's no better or worse between you and me
 But I rock the mic so viciously
 Like pins and needles and words that sting
 At the blink of an eye I will do my thing
 It's Like a needle in the cartridge when the record spins
 Like diggin down deep in the record bins
 Everybody gettin down make no mistake
 Nothing sounds quite like an 8 0 8

 Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan
 Super Disco Disco Breakin'
 Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan
 Super Disco Disco Breakin'

 Sometimes I like to brag sometimes I'm soft spoken
 When I'm in Holland I eat the pannenkoeken
 World is the the spice you bring the sauce
 You can kiss my [bad word] you funky boss
 Now that you got what you want, you want more
 I'll be with the hammer and the nail at your door
 With these funky beats I be goin' head huntin'
 Shouts to my peeps let me know if you feel something
 Cause I can give you all you need
 little beat for the rhythm and some words to read
 Let me tell you now that's my favorite [bad word] 
 And when I got a new rhyme I just say it
 So Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan
 Super Disco Disco Breakin'
 Money Makin Money Money Makin Manhattan
 Super Disco Disco Breakin'