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Lower the dynamite!
Back, with the remix, listen to the bass kick
Every damn thing in the song fits
You got to move 'cause the groove is funky
A beat too sweet for you to sit around frontin'
Like it ain't pumpin', let me tell you something
This right here will get your bass bins bumpin'
Keeping you in a hype mood all night
The groove is tight and Madness is on the mic
You know we had to keep tradition
That's why by my side is the mighty Magician
Rockin' that ass for a long while
Hit after hit, never bit, and we kickin' the new style
So get with the flow, or should I say duo?
With the rhymers and then you can check the way the bass goes
'Cause we got the drop that hits you right
The boys from Orlando and Miami are lowering the dynamite
If you've ever been to a show put on by the duo
Then you should know the drop is good to go
We're steady building a reputation
For shutting down nightclubs all across the nation
I remember this gig at Power Station
The amp just couldn't handle the way Mike was bassin'
One hit way too hard
All the juice cut off and I was rhymin' in the dark
That's just a mere example
Of what'll happen if your ass ain't ample
Mike, the man with the bass and the breaks
Known to make Rockford Fosgates break the tape
All you kickers, you bumpers, you soundwave makers
You're on the first song, your system's blown, see you later
Blowing bass bins out of sight
And that's the crucial part, the way we lower the dynamite
Sound system check, one-two
I got what you got, I bring the drop to you
Even if you're three blocks down
You're gonna feel my quake shake the ground
I like to cruise through the projects coastin'
Real slow, I don't jet, and watch the girlies sweat
They start lookin' and jookin', sayin', "Who's that?"
Madness in the jet black Cadillac
They all want me to stop, not go
And if one's real fly, I'll roll down my window
Let her feel the blast of the AC
Then find out just how bad she wants to get with me
It's the dynamite, gets them every time
Better than any line that you can formulate in your mind
And you know who supplies it, makes you wanna buy it
Magic Mike will not be quiet
The drop makes the system jam
And God forbid Madness puts a microphone in his hand
Then it'll really funk
And make you jump like someone poured hot sauce down your rump
No exaggerations
While your productions is rushing the whole damn nation
And it's only right
'Cause who the hell's better at lowering the dynamite?