Yeah, listen up fools, you're hearing Brockwell on the beat
Now this ain't halloween, I'm gonna trick ya, ain't no treat
I'm tired of us white kids waxing lyrics ‘bout the street
Man you go to westfield after school when dudes can't even eat
Listen, I ain't saying you're a liar
But as the words come out ya mouth I swear I see your pants on fire
f** 9 to 5, get a point-9-5
No chop and mix, imma do this live
I'm speaking in waves, man I think I'm tongue tide
Girls shrieking my name, from Bondi to Shanghai
Ain't cla**y but I'm cla**ic, do it two in the pink floyd
You're a has-been, you're jura**ic, but your box office is void
Now Schoolboy Q, imma school you boy
Ain't got a studio but I'll still destroy
Can you hear my voice? Can you feel the noise?
Can you drop the weights and quit taking roids?
When you hear my beats, you better take a seat
And by that I don't mean steal a chair, you thief
I ain't no chicken but I got no beef
Ain't gonna be a riot like a Kaiser Chief
Yeah i'm sesquipedalian
Got a salient cranium
I'm a terrestrial alien
An Australian mammalian
1 chain, 2 chainz, red chain, blue chain
You've got nothing on Doctor Seuss, mate
Look, I kid around with my rhyme
Ain't gonna keep silent like a mime
Made a pun one too many times
Count ‘em up: one, two, many times
I'll quit clowning around, plane coming to ground
Faster than Dow Jones when the brokers want out
And as the sound goes down amidst a silent crowd
I think you might have found yourself saying "Wow"