text: Clap your hands everybody
  If you got what it takes
  Cause Im Kurtis Blow and I want you to know
  That these are the breaks
  Dont push me cause Im close to the edge
  Im trying not to lose my head 
  Its like a jungle sometimes
  It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
  Express yourself
  Im expressing with my full capabilities
  And now Im living in correctional facilities
  Bass! How low can you go?
  Death row, what a brother knows
  I wanna rock right now
  Im Rob Bass and I came to get down
  Im not internationally known
  But Im known to rock a microphone
  So lets go, go!
  It takes two to make a thing go right!
  It takes two to make it out--
  Yo, yo, yo baby pop baby-pop
  Yeah, you come here, give me a kiss
  Better make it fast or else Im gonna get pissed
  Now push it
  Ah, push it
  Push it good
  Ah, push it
  Push it real good
  All right, stop
  Engine, engine, number 9
  On the New York transit line
  If my train falls off the track
  Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up
  Insane in the membrane
  Insane in the brain
  Insane in the membrane
  Crazy, insane, got no brain
  (Break it down
  Oh, put your hands up! Put your hands up!)
  Let me clear my throat! Oh!
  Have mercy baby! I hope you dont mind! Aha-aha
  Whooo! Yall gonna make me lose my mind up in here, up in here!
  Yall gonna make me go all out!
  Up in here! Up in here! Oh!
  Its getting hot in here 
  So take off all your clothes
  I am getting so hot
  Im gonna take my clothes off
  Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, shawty
  Its your birthday
  Were gonna party like its ya birthday
  Were gonna sip Bacardi like its your birthday
  And you know we dont really care, its not your birthday
  My baby dont mess around
  Because she loves me so
  And this I know for sho
  Hey Ya! Hey Ya!
  A milli, a milli, a milli, a milli
  A-a-a milli, a milli, a milli
  All I do is win, win, win, no matter what
  Got money on my mind I cant ever get enough
  And every time I step up in the building everybodys hands go up
  Teach me how to dougie
  Teach me, teach me how to dougie
  All the girls love me
  All the, all the the girls love me
  All the girls love me
  You aint messing with my dougie
  I think Im Big Meech, Larry Hoover
  Whipping work, hallelujah
  (Jimmy! Jimmy! Jimmy, stop!
  Why do you always do that?)
  Have you ever met a girl that you tried to date
  But a year to make love she wanted you to wait?
  Let me tell you a story about my situation
  I was talking to this girl from the U.S. Nation
  You, you got what I need
  But you say hes just a friend
  But you say hes just a friend
  Oh baby, you, you got what I need 
  But you say hes just a friend
  But you say hes just a friend
  You, you got what I need
  But you say hes just a friend
  But you say hes just a friend
  Oh baby, you, you got what I need
  But you say hes just a friend
  But you say hes just a friend
  Clap your hands everybody if you got what it takes
  (Justin: Cause Im Justin
  Jimmy: Im Jimmy!
  And we want you to know)
  That these are the breaks