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Beats and Styles back at it again,
like this

Blowing up like dynamite,
Blowing up like dynamite,
Blowing up like dynamite,
dah dah dah dynamite!

You might have ammo, you might have spark,
but you don't send a boy to do a dirty man's job.
So I put on my shades, put on my alligator,
pack my s___, kiss my kids see you later.
Rolling in the scene like a disco dream,
everything's smooth, if you know what I mean.
Zooming the babes, you know they start screamin',
I haven't got nothing, but I'm gonna lift the ceiling.

Blowing up like dynamite,
Blowing up like dynamite,
Blowing up like dynamite,
dah dah dah dynamite!

Hot'demma I'm a superslamma,
when I rock the mic right,
It's like dynamite, dynamite,
dah dah (tic tic yo) dynamite.
Hot-demma I'm a superslamma,
when I rock the mic right,
It's like dynamite, dynamite,
(tick, tick, yo) Dynamite.

Blowing up like dynamite...

DJ gave the tune, now everybody's hummin',
I grab the mic, they knew what was comin',
Bang 'til you bang, you got the funky drummer drummin'.
and all the fly hotties, we got a little somethin'.
So I put on the show, pull a cologne,
the old school s___ you can't leave it alone.
B-boys in the ring, fly girls are like the bomb,
'cause I'm the superman who rocks the microphone.

Blowing up like dynamite...

Hot'demma I'm a superslamma...

Put your hands together,
Dynamite!
Put your hands together,
Dynamite!
Put your hands together,
Dynamite!
Put your hands together,
Dynamite!

Hot'demma I'm a superslamma...
Blowing up like dynamite...

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