Cult Of SNAP!-SNAP!

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