Shootyz Groove - Mad for It

I would hate to grab the mic and sound like the next man
Or the last man that's why, When you're swinging, I swang and swung

Everything's already been done, so when you see us on stage son
It's all about the fun. Yeah fun. Electric guitars, bass and drums

Type of illness primo pulls a sample from
Yeah I rhyme with twists and turns just like the Guggenheim
You'll be left behind as we're on an incline
You see this be the third time signing on that line with the dots
Some people call it funk, rap, rock or pop
Others say alternative and label it a fusion, clueless, but were you true to this

Go get your fill. Do what you will
Me, I'm going at it like it's time to kill
I'm seeing what I wanting and I'm grabbin it
You heard it right here yo, I'm mad for it

We getting blessed yo so let your stress go
Why you wanna carry such a heavy cargo?
We are those Santos and Diablos, prepared to flex so
What do you want to know? Yo

I can serve your spirit on a platter pronto
Quickfast, I been born to blast
Many praise the calf of gold sold their soul
And so they feel the wrath, you do the math
Some walk upon a crooked path now look at that
Trying to stay strapped and packed like Arafat
But matter fact they never knew the science
When I hop up on the microphone I do it like a giant before the break


Go get your fill. Do what you will
Me, I'm going at it like it's time to kill
I'm seeing what I wanting and I'm grabbin it
You heard it right here yo, I'm mad for it

What I represent is Mc's going mad