You know it really wasn't really always this way
I can still remember those off-rhythm days
But then I heard the thunder and felt the earth move
I drop down and cried (I'm a slave to the groove)

I've felt I've been given a gift from above
Chill it out baby/ don't push and/or shove
I ain't got nothing that I've got to prove
I'm just a normal guy whose a slave to the groove

(Slave to the groove)

Set it up - one, two/ welcome to my little zoo
I'll knock it down - three, four
Dish it out a little more
Step inside, take off your coat
Don't worry baby
I like to blow all over the place, but just maybe
I'll take you on a ride you won't ever wanna leave
The crimefighter says: Ooh, it sounds sweet!
I take my time and then I speed away
I'll make ya sweat, drip, lick and scream all day
(Slave to the groove)

(Yo check it) It's time, Is this thing working right?
I hit the mic as Kidd gives me the green light
Spotlight this time sines on the past
In the days of the swatch watch and rhinestone starter caps
But further back we hi-jacked new rap
Attacked and left shackled the whiteboy handicap
Imagine that a boy that has skills
My soul is coughin' 'cause I'm so damn ill
I take my medicine before I begin again
Rocking you like I did, way back when

You know the get-up-kids, well I'm the get down Kidd
I'm like Zeus when I cut loose/ I cover the grid
I'm always in demand for what I'm able to do
And for the record you can make the check payable to
C-A-S-H-T-I-L-L
And I got more rhymes than the devils got skills
And I never really fall off track (track)
I'm super-cool so get off my back
Back-back-back, back it up baby
Turn the stereo up
I gotta marry a model/ get my hands in the b-cup
I'm good to go when I low
I'm in the front row, solo
I'm walking down the street I beat the lyrical famine
Whose at the other end of my canon
Who's camera is pannin' across the stage as we're blarin' it
Who's next in the em-cee mutation experiment
I'm wearin' it down
I'm tearin' down
A new gunslinger in town/ rap-singer in town
Oh, find out how something sounds so sweet
When my lips start to move, slave to the groove

(Slave to the groove, I said)