Verse 1: Mickey RocksIt's Mike, say what up to ChuckEverything's on the up and upUp-and-comin' cup comin' from the cupCut from the same cloth, from the hands of a championYou cut from the cloth that a bum wipes his hands withAfter a little yard work and a sandwhich, I'm jammin'This is what you get when you piss me offNew kids, get against the wallSchoolin' ^!$$%s like this the bat and Mr. BallTake a snooze, look ^!$$%, if you miss the ballIt's twenty laps, back-to-back, courtesy of Coach MikeyAnd I'm blowin' the whistle on (*##$ ^!$$%s wearin' NikesReeboks, Adidas - let's get this %#@! clear like elitistsI was the dude in school, didn't play sportsBut was still poppin' all the cheerleadersWhat's poppin?You don't need the legs of a cheetahJust to run your mouthKicking all that riff-raffAnd my wallet fold out like a fold-out couchWith a couple half-dollars and a two-dollar billExtinct money, so you know we do it for realI think money, fish on a bike with wheelsVerse 2: Chuck InglishHundred-billion-dollar-finned dollar fishIn and take a shrimp, I'm a shark to you squids, %#@!You heard what they did to that squid at that party?Had these hammerhead sharks, turned him into calamariSat him next to some rice, with a lemon and an orangePour a glass of the water, I'm a finish what I startedMouth cleaners, barracudas, ^!$$%'s tuna in the waterAnd the Cool Kids, babble like we poot'ed in the waterClean-plate club like a muh'$#&@er, mother duckI'm a throw a father in the scene like a father's-Day child-support payment to his mom, butter knivesGet the Jelly-Jam Jerry for you tonguesChuck is wiped out, ^!$$%s know when I'm on, stop listenHearing new different pages of my big brown"How to Eat a Turkey When You Running Out of Breath"But what's left, me and Mikey got an album full of piff