Let me tell you about a cat named Hunzi
He's got that fart that'll make you go crazy
He's got the rhythm
He's got the beat

When he hits the stage, I'm on your feet
Hunzi's gonna funk you
He's gonna make you
Hunzi's gonna funk you

Get ready for the grill
Get less used to this
When they see, they know his name
Hunzi's wild style, no two shows the same

Unique, with a flash of color
He's got his style
Turning up the heat when the crowd gets raw
Fire

With a twirl on his tail
And a flick of his paw
Can't lay down a beat
That you never saw

Unseen
From the dusk till dawn
Our party never ends
Hunzi's on the scene

With his music and blood
When the crowd gets raw
Fire
With a twirl around

Fire
When our crowd gets raw
I'm on your feet
Hunzi's gonna funk you

He's gonna make you
Hunzi's gonna funk you
Get ready for the grill
Get less used to this

He's gonna make you
He's gonna funk you
Get ready for the grill
Get less used to this

When the crowd gets raw
Fire
Fire
Fire

Fire
When the crowd gets raw
Fire
With a twirl of his tail

And a flick of his paw
He lays down a beat
That you never saw
Unseen