beats crashing down just like rolling thunder
coming to ya live from up top and down under
yelling limericks
rapping with a raised fist
truly content to rap, ryhme, and plunder
i'll rip a slick riddle and steal a funky beat
shoulder to the wall
wack mc's take a backseat
i'll line em up and i'll knock em down
cuz i got a big head like charlie brown
Count three down to one, and then one back to three,
open your eyes and you still won't be me.