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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