Super Disco Breakin' (Remastered 2009)

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

I 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

I like diggin' down deep in the record bins

Well, everybody gettin' down, make no mistake

Nothing sounds quite like an 8-0-8

Money-makin', money-money-makin'

Super disco, disco breakin'

Money-makin', money-money-makin'

Super disco, disco breakin'

Sometimes I like to brag, sometimes I'm soft spoken

When I'm in Holland, I eat the pannenkoeken

The worm is the spice, you bring the sauce

You can kiss my ass, you funky boss

Now that you got what you want, you want more

Well, I'll be with the hammer and the nail at your door

Well, with these funky beats I be goin' head huntin'

Shouts to my peeps, let me know if you feel somethin'

'Cause I can give you all you need

A little beat for the rhythm and some words to read

Let me tell you now that's my favorite shit

And if you got a new rhyme, I'll just say so

Money-makin', money-money-makin'

Super disco, disco breakin'

Money-makin', money-money-makin'

Super disco, disco breakin'

Is Manhattan in the house?

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Is Manhattan in the house?

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Man-man-Manhattan

Man-Manhattan

Man-Manhattan

Manhattan