[Verse 1: Danny Haimona]
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
Wanna rough it up, on my bass guitar, my skills allow me
Break the tension or the tackle like Jonah Lomu
On attack, I’ve paid my dues from here to Timbuktu and back
Mad, if I had my crew up in the house
It makes the difference, it is my preference, refer to reference
Crack the ill styles with my patu to open up you
In the meanwhile, I still pursue to inject you with my
Horiest intelligence, so intelligent
Make way for the native to fall back on your heels
I stop the sun up just like my legendary prophet god
Like son of Papatūānuku
Māui to make the days longer
Erupt at once like Ruaumoko
King of volcanoes, commotion like it was The Springbok Tour
The only one representing my Hori ways
Tautoko te mahi o tēnei ra just about every day
It’s the freakafied funk Hori on the loose
Haere Mai set it off Māori produce

[Chorus: Danny Haimona, Buckshot]
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The-the incredible"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The-the incredible"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original"
[Verse 2: Danny Haimona]
Sworn to wage war, I pledge allegiance to all iwi
Who cut ties with Liz and her people tryin' to deceive me
By the way, I manage to be the proud Hori I am
I take it on Māui who know me as the horrified
Addict of tongue tricks, local strength, I keep my fitness
Wanna rough it up, on my bass guitar, my skills allow me
It’s the next step, I haven’t hit yet, next time round
I ram dance all, I get much respect, the world is yours
But the production is mine this time
Throw your spanner in my works, you’ll be ready for the line this time around
War

[Chorus: Danny Haimona, Buckshot]
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"Ly-ly-lyrical"

[Verse 3: Danny Haimona]
My reign of terror, soon as my lyric hits
Undeniably proven, I inhabit all mics with all vigour
The boy never quits practicing in eloquence
The return of the dread eye, since ’86
Forceful, fuck, you’re makin' me livid
Wrapped up in non-fat, fuck the silver medalist
Man, I’m the gold winner, proven fact that Dam is good
Native, that’s the name we’re talkin', none let off the hook
Brothers, listen up to my commentary
My use of words, killer, send your skills to the word cemetery
Will the multitudes handle Hori attitudes
The greatest sizes are the skilless and the rude
[Chorus: Danny Haimona, Buckshot]
"Incredible, lyrical and original"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original"
Behold my kool style while I greet the funk with my Māori
"The incredible, lyrical and original
-And original
-And original
-And original
-And original"