[Verse One]
Hold the front page Mister newspaper editor/
Maxx is in the building about to cause a mass hysteria/
Saturday night fever, I’m a high achiever/
Put my face on anything them kids’ll buy the t-shirt/
I make women chatterbox so much until their teeth hurt/
Ask em about their day I know they’ll mention me first/
I got a big head like Megamind, 8 bars and you’re thinking/
Someone get him signed, A&R’s get in line/
It’s time for action, I guarantee your satisfaction/
I got them killer moves like Michael Jackson/
Cos I’m a thriller not a sinner in my raps you won’t find any filler/
I’m a winner all you losers you should keep your chin up/
I’ll make it so, that everybody knows/
That Maxx has bought some food for your soul, so there you go/
The greatest of all time, maybe there’s still a chance/
I ain’t walked on water yet but I can make a river dance/

[Chorus]
Get this rockin’ from the floor to the ceiling/
Making it loud and y’all gonna feel it/
(If you love me) put your hands up, (hate me) put your hands down/
I ain’t that bothered just know I’m the man now/
Gonna write songs you’re forced to believe in/
Research, study, find the source of the meaning/
(If you love me) put your hands up, (hate me) put your hands down/
I ain’t that bothered just know I’m the man now/

[Verse Two]
The crime scene looks like I murdered everybody/
A sight so sick your stomach’s churning very dodgy/
The download’s free so please burn some extra copies/
That girl looks sad her network connection’s dropping/
I’m a beast with a beauty on my arm, and a massive queue(Q) like Suzy/
And I’m charmed, got the music in my heart/
My life is a blockbuster, a movie I’m the star/
No career for you while I’m here, move to Uzbekistan/
In six minutes I spit quickly the illest of medleys/
Even if you catch amnesia still you won’t forget me/
I’m unforgettable, stuck in your head like your brain/
You try and do impressions of me like Michael Caine/
I’ll make it so, that everybody knows/
That Maxx has got a rocket I’m about to let it blow/
I win in places where all you little boys fail/
And I got Halle Berry filling up my voicemail/

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]
This is a hard job for some for me its more like child's play/
The kind of thing I do at 6 while lounging on a Friday/
I’m create a huge demand for anything that I make/
Got kids robbing HMV and start a massive crime wave/
Get your hair messed up your weave in a right state/
I bet you’ll leave tonight feeling like your life’s changed/
I might not find fame I’ll definitely I’ll die great/
Wait, I just got a text message its from Clive Da.../
...vis I reminisce when writing 4 lines took five days/
12 I thought I was the bomb but really I was quite lame/
Now I’m on the right page, no chance that I might fade/
So buff and so tough I’m probably turning guys gay/
Like Sir Alex Ferguson I use them mind games/
I always do it my way, and never what the sign says/
This is a dice game, so we have got some high stakes/
And you should enjoy your life and that is my advice mate/

[Chorus]