| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again
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| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again
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| What it is, what it is, come check the noise
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| It’s the new black version of the Beastie Boys
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| Chuck-Ie, Mikey, some dudes don’t like me
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| Don’t care, I’m dope, they lame so bite me
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| Find a rock to kick or a bridge to jump off
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| I’m popular and you not (yes sir)
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| I’m on the «Dyno with the Black Mags»
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| Smooth as the vinyl in the black bag
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| Stumble like the wino with the brown bag
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| In his right hand around town again
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| I’m keeping cool like it’s going out of style
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| Sticking to the program, kicking it with no hands (kicking)
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| That’s what I do, been doing it for a while
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| Homie, not a wack thread on me
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| Size 10 Jedis, Obi-Wan Kenobi
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| And I’m Anakin and I’m rambling
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| So bladabladabla till the chorus end
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| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again
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| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again
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| Chuck was dope but chuck is cold
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| As a ice cream cone in a Iceland snowstorm
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| Feeling like a ceiling fan blowing out the window
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| Midway city is the city where wind blows
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| Fairly cold, frigerator Perry with a little bit of gold
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| '85 bears jersey, Infrared Spike Lee Jordan number fours
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| Bow for a second then I pause for applause
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| Check it out, if it’s froze let it thaw
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| Let it rain clear it out, that’s the proper protocol
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| When I steps on the court with the ball on the floor
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| You dribbling around just being a ball hog
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| I got my kicks out my locker
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| If I ain’t got the shot then I dish to my partner
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| Step behind the arc, I cross, I Byron Scott-er
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| If you want it I got it, dripping like water
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| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again
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| One, two, lace up my shoes
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| Three to the four when I stepped out the door
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| Five, six, kick a little something with The Cool Kids
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| Then we do it again |