One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
What it is, what it is, come check the noise
It's the new black version of the Beastie Boys
Chuck-ie, 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' it for a while
Homie, not a wack thread on me
Size ten Jedis, Obi-Wan Kenobi
And I'm Anakin and I'm rambling
So blahdablahdablah 'til the chorus end
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It goes, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
Chuck was dope but Chuck is cold
As a ice cream cone in a ice land snowstorm
Feelin' like a ceiling fan blowing out the window
Midway city is the city where wind blows
Fairly cold, 'fridgerator Perry with a little bit of gold
'85 Bears jersey, true blue cement Spiz'ike Jordan Nikes
There's pegs on the side, I'm popping wheelies on my bike
'Til the wheel pop up, if Chuck and Mike pop up
The whole sink in the kitchen full of dishes stop up
Now it's shit errywhere and that's a lot to mop up
Suckas can't get it right 'til they stop jockin' us
And hmm, now lemme think to myself
'Cause if I wasn't me I'd want to be myself
And you, you'd prolly be like Mikey
I'm shark bait, any slight move you might bite me
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
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One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
What it is, what it is, come check the noise
It's the new black version of the Beastie Boys
Chuck-ie, 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' it for a while
Homie, not a wack thread on me
Size ten Jedis, Obi-Wan Kenobi
And I'm Anakin and I'm rambling
So blahdablahdablah 'til the chorus end
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It goes, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
Chuck was dope but Chuck is cold
As a ice cream cone in a ice land snowstorm
Feelin' like a ceiling fan blowing out the window
Midway city is the city where wind blows
Fairly cold, 'fridgerator Perry with a little bit of gold
'85 Bears jersey, true blue cement Spiz'ike Jordan Nikes
There's pegs on the side, I'm popping wheelies on my bike
'Til the wheel pop up, if Chuck and Mike pop up
The whole sink in the kitchen full of dishes stop up
Now it's shit errywhere and that's a lot to mop up
Suckas can't get it right 'til they stop jockin' us
And hmm, now lemme think to myself
'Cause if I wasn't me I'd want to be myself
And you, you'd prolly be like Mikey
I'm shark bait, any slight move you might bite me
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
What it is, what it is, come check the noise
It's the new black version of the Beastie Boys
Chuck-ie, 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' it for a while
Homie, not a wack thread on me
Size ten Jedis, Obi-Wan Kenobi
And I'm Anakin and I'm rambling
So blahdablahdablah 'til the chorus end
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It goes, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
Chuck was dope but Chuck is cold
As a ice cream cone in a ice land snowstorm
Feelin' like a ceiling fan blowing out the window
Midway city is the city where wind blows
Fairly cold, 'fridgerator Perry with a little bit of gold
'85 Bears jersey, true blue cement Spiz'ike Jordan Nikes
There's pegs on the side, I'm popping wheelies on my bike
'Til the wheel pop up, if Chuck and Mike pop up
The whole sink in the kitchen full of dishes stop up
Now it's shit errywhere and that's a lot to mop up
Suckas can't get it right 'til they stop jockin' us
And hmm, now lemme think to myself
'Cause if I wasn't me I'd want to be myself
And you, you'd prolly be like Mikey
I'm shark bait, any slight move you might bite me
One, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
It's like, one, two, lace up my shoes
Three to the four, when I step out the door
Five, six, kick a lil' somethin' with The Cool Kids
Then we do it again
Writer: ANTOINE REED, EVAN INGERSOLL
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.