I'm Ill Mitch Now listen me recording When I'm on street you know I'm speed-boarding Anyone who boards shall call me board master Up on your board? I'll Mitch board faster Wear Oakley shades, yes I do Say no to Rollerblades and so should you Ride my board in the street Ride my board and I'm Ill Ride my board so quick Ride my board down a hill I ride in a pool, I ride a half tube I board fast like gleam in the cube If you got a problem with Tony Hawk Get off your wheels and take a phony walk Going to fast you can barely see me board I go faster than a Ranger Ford In Russia call me danger lord Come take a seat on my anger sword [Chorus] 2x Look at my helmet, wear my vest for speed
When I use microphone I'm the best you need I have two side, one happy one anger You can ask a stranger my board is fast and danger Got Ill Mitch style like no one has My board's wheels spin fast like Taz No interview you bony talk-man I only listen to my Sony Walkman Your momma's wack Your granny's wack I keep a handy wipe in my fanny pack In Russia women love her ford I save my money for a hover board In Japan you know they got those Understand I got the hot flows When I board I never a loner On full-moon I ride with bo*er Looking for target its a missile crisis Wait for impact This is priceless, boom! Dust cloud, cover ears Ill Mitch bust loud [Chorus] 2x