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
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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
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