One Two

What it is, what it is, come check the noise
 It's the new black version of the Beastie Boys
 Chucky, Mikey, some dudes don't like me
 Don't care, I'm dope, they lame so bite me
 Find a rock to kick or a bridge to jump off
 I'm popular and you not (yessir)
 I'm on the dyno with the black mags
 Smooth as the vinyl in the black bag
 Stumble like the wino with the brown bag
 In his right hand, around town again
 I am keepin cool like it's goin outta style
 Stickin to the program kickin it with no hands (kickin)
 That's what I do been doin for a while
 Homie not a wack thread on me
 Size 10 Jedis Obi Wan Kanobi
 And I'm Anakin
 And I'm ramblin
 So bladabladabla to the and
 Chuck was dope but Chuck is cold
 As a ice cream cone in a Iceland snowstorm
 Feelin like a ceiling fan blowing out the window
 Midway city is the city where wind blows
 Fairly cold, 'frigerator buried with a little bit of gold
 '85 Bears jersey
 Infra red Spike Lee Jordan number fours
 Bow for a second then I pause for applause
 Check it out if it's froze let it thaw
 Let it rain clear it out that's the proper protocol
 When I steps on the court with the ball on the floor
 You dribbilin around just bein a ball hog
 Uh, I got my kicks out my locker
 If I ain't got the shot then I dish to my partner
 Step behind the arc I cross I Byron Scott-er
 If you want it I got it drippin like water