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Groove is quick but thick no trick words manifest
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Lyrics I lick (hype as hype and SNAP made it hyper)
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Beat to the brain like a bullet from a sniper
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When the loser smooth like a cruiser
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Beat the beat down I'm the big bruiser
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On to off to off on and on
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This is the new-new breed of rap song
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To the T.O.P tes the top I rock the spot hot
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To be or not to be yes it'll be MC Turbo B
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(yes to the groove yes it's party)
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Peace of mind
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Time to unwind
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Trip and dip slip the hip now grip
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To the Techno house of hip
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'Cause this is the cult of SNAP
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Hard to hold It's burning cold
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We make the jam broke the mold So it can't be sold
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Took the vic stolen taken
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Move to the groove dancefloor shakin'
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Up and down you're spinning around
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You check the sound ,hands in the air
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Party hard , hard not to party moving close (body to body)
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I for one the only son the only child
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Not mild but the kid is wild
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Code name is Turbo B
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Jam, jump, jump, jump, jump, and jam
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The cult of SNAP
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And SNAP is in command
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To the point correct and exact
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This is the cult of SNAP
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Cult Of Snap
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