Don’t need a reason to dance the way I donSo don’t judge me when I do, I don’t need to justify to younWe don’t need permission to make it bounce the way we donSo why’s it bothering you? We aint doing this for younnNo condemnation Yes now I’m freenLike a super-nova, you best believe!nOoh, Papa’s got a brand new funk thingnFour kornerz on that nureu funk fresh and so cleannBreaking out the box the whole status quonFour kornerz cooking with them boys called nurueanFrom Lagos to London town like you knownAll my people yeah!!!nnGet your hands up, this is a stick up! Stick up, stick up! Stick up!nWe came to rock; we don’t want to stop, going to the top. nWe want to see you get your hands up!nnWe’re singing about Jesus, and radio’s showing lovenWe’re not trying to be thugs, we’re not singing about no drugsnBut some people don’t understand, they think Gospel’s gone too farnBut they aint seen our battle scarsnnThe bounce is beautifull coz God has brought us throughnLord, we’re giving this back to you, nothing else we’d rather donWe’re trying to tell the whole wide world that there must be more to lifenAnd soon they’ll realise, and be ready when He cracks the skynnGiving you Gospel on that nureau funk funknDeliverance is coming make you want to jump jumpnForget about the doubters always saying such and such…revolution’s comingnnGet your hands up, this is a stick up! Stick up, stick up! Stick up!nWe came to rock; we don’t want to stop, going to the top. nWe want to see you get your hands up!