The Cool Kids - One Two (Album Version) lyrics

[Hook x2] One, two, lace up my shoes Three to the four when I stepped out the door Five, six, kick a little something withThe Cool Kids Then we do it again [Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] 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 (yes sir) 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'm keeping cool like it's going out of style Sticking to the program, kicking it with no hands (kicking)
That's what I do, been doing it for a while Homie, not a wack thread on me Size 10 Jedis, Obi-Wan Kenobi And I'm Anakin and I'm rambling So blahdablahdablah till the chorus end [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Chuck Inglish] Chuck was dope but Chuck is cold As a ice cream cone in a Iceland snowstorm Feeling like a ceiling fan, blowing out the window Midway city is the city where wind blows Fairly cold, 'frigerator Perry with a little bit of gold '85 bears jersey, true blue [?] 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 sh** errywhere and that's a lot to mop up s**as can't get it right till they stop jockin' us And hmmm...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 [Hook x2]