John Smith - I'm Rollerblading! lyrics

[Intro] Yo, honey pie. My bro over there is the baddest skater there is. So, why don't you rush me them digits and maybe, just maybe he'll give you a call "Rollerblade" [Verse One: John Smith] I wake up Scratching my hairless legs, and rip open the curtains Discover An azure sky and birds in birch chirping Lather up Best I can the shower's like being peed on Don't know what I'll wear today but you can bet that it's neon Mostly green Shorts to match my blades lining Deer hunt orange T-shirt to match my blade's binding I wear my Roots hat backward to top it all off Well aware That some of these cool guys scoff They call them Fruit boots but can't wreck my fun time There's wheels here Pick my shoes up I'm walking on sunshine Back of my Shirt reads "He's Rad" for all of those hating Sinch your straps Up my kneepads and now I'm rollerblading [Hook] {x2} I'm rollerblading I'm rollerblading Sinch your straps up my kneepads and now I'm rollerblading T-Shirt reads "He's Rad" for all of those hating Sinch your straps up my kneepads and now I'm rollerblading [Verse Two: Josh Martinez] Nice boots bu*tercup Well you're almost like a skateboarder Uhh, retro and pa**e in urban extremes Sushi, olive eating Rocking two martini lunch to get the heart beating The gourmet chef, middle cla** Cosmo reading Super dad, knee pad and FM Walkman on Rocking, not afraid to show your feminine side when gliding "Look it's little Nancy Kerrigan" You live a life of thrills always riding on the edge I love seeing you do those little jumps off the curb Extremely urban you are serving it up really working up a sweat (And don't forget it's great exercise like Tae Bo) Okay little girls, you're not hockey players You look like roller hoes with knee pads and jock straps Too the extreme you rock your boots like a cowboy Wow boy You got it going on knowing all the long Your zitty a** showing under your neon thong Bikini But don't get me wrong I love the fruit boot Banana rama two scoop and a gold loop Wearing spandex with that camel toe showing So it seems you didn't need to And here I am giving you props, sorry I didn't mean to And seen through those eyes you'd probably be embarra**ed To know that rollerblading is the favorite sport of your parents Now I'm giving you one chance to undo those fruity laces Before we lay the boots to you and what's left of your good graces [Interlude] [Excerpt from the motion picture Point Break] He's a real searching What's he searching for? The ride. The ultimate ride "Rollerblading" The guys even crazier than you Johnny "Rollerblading" [Verse Three: Pip Skid] I'm more straight edge than all you hardcore kids without the term A power pack of extreme sports, the old guy that does the worm Funky fresh, dressed to impress, skate by the party Get high from roller blades and arcades, it keeps me hardy I wasn't always this cool, a virgin, went bald in grade nine Had issues now I'm pushy like the cops, keep you in line I'm feeling fine This is my love, been down since day one Like when your whole wack family would hit the streets like Chicken Run Fanny pack weighs a ton Leather gloves, blue Gatorade Gruf and I clogging down the bike path in roller blades Skate circles around Gordski, I never heard the word "fall" Cutting in and out of shoppers like ma** murder at the mall I'm all that and then some, getting plenty of double takes Cause my fruity boots look like a pair of hockey skates Wrist weights to exercise in my zany crusade Knee pads cost an arm and a leg, they're custom made Fiber gla** reinforce, my ear buds inject the hip Can't throw me off course, function fashion I stay dip Cover my zits with a Billabong long sleeve on my back And if you ever see me in shoes it's cause I'm play hacky sack [Hook: Pip Skid] I'm rollerblading I'm rollerblading Chew gum like my jaw is loose, I'm rollerblading DC Talk tour t-shirt cause God is waiting One rap bulldog with shades on man I'm rollerblading I'm rollerblading I'm rollerblading Fasten my chinstrap helmet, laws s** I'm rollerblading T-shirt reads "God Rules" to battle off Satan One rap bulldog with shades on man I'm rollerblading [Scratching] "Crazy flamboyant" - KRS-One "Rolling" - Ol' Dirty ba*tard