g.m.d.

Konami, Konami, mania

Konami, mania

Don't! Don't, Don't, Don't say!

That's complicated like trigonometry!

Seen you runnin' home to your mommy! (mania)

Way over your head like a tsunami! (Ah)

Bringin' a mad batch (yeah)

Hiroshi, sound waves

For Konami,mania...

Come on!

Sound wave! Comin' wreckin' it rough

You would never give it enough my style was untouched

When I got the microphone in my hand

I'm changin' with your range to the cybernetic

Do you understand my rhymes on the beats?

Come-comer'll spit to the underground streets

We've got treats like cookies and cakes

Open mad fat tracks this all that I makes

Hip'n'hop will extend across the land

Like in Africa, Asia, UK, Japan!

America! You know you've got free verse!

All around the world is the beatmania... mania...