We are not the monkeys, but we've got the key! 

Starting the microphone business, I've got one message for the next decade: move your ass! 

Alright now shake your hips, one question, Does the fish have chips? 

You told me you were heavyweight You're just as light as a feather! 

Here comes the chicks terminator! 

This is the voice from outer space responsible rhythm for the human race. 

Used to be an oldschool skater. The chicks terminator. Now four years later, the new style gladiator 

Love to rock bottom beats for the flicks to hibernate and syncopate but I'm still in the mix 

Before success can manifest. You've got to go through the learning process. 

I bring quick brawls, fast trouble for every line you buss, I blast double 

Chat the mic, with no care. Test my style, if you dare. 

Like vanilla in disguise, my name is ice 

Listen to the riddim, gonna rock you to the bone. Once again it's M.C. H. on the microphone 

When me chant upon the microphone, and me say with the DJ. Junglists in the place. Junglists on the case. 

Leaving the whole week behind stop the trouble, open your mind. 

I bring quick brawls, fast trouble for every line you buss, I blast double 

I'm in love with myself, cause it's good for my health. I drive a Rolls Royce, cause it's good for my voice. 

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