Pop Your Balloon

Rickity-rickity-rickity-rickity-wow!

I got the golden style

You people go wild when I bless this crowd

Ooh to the ahh, to the ooh to the eee

You want to know who funky and I said 'Je suis'

Well, I give you a wedgie, I give you a noogie

Put my foot up your ass as I electric boogie

Break dancing at your door on a pile of shit

Set the bag on fire for the fuck of it

I bust into your radio station, chuck a smoke bomb

Put on my gas mask and put my tape on

By the time you figure out what went wrong

Light up my jet pack and I'm gone

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

I grab my mic and people lose their minds

And twist their hands in the air and bop their heads in time

Rockin', shoutin' (do your dance, Mike)

Because I'm built for speed like a Tour de France bike

I got the tape spinnin' in the echoplex

I keep the competition sealed under a hex

And if you waste my time then I get vexed

I'm eatin' MCs up by the dozen for breakfast

Like Franz Harary, I'm a magic man

Films in the can, cat's in the bag, carpet is shag

You can try to take the boast, but you can't take the brag

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

We come together upon the mic and rock it

We got styles ain't none of y'all can top it

We in the cut and, yes, we in the pocket

We're getting down and that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right...

Yo, because I'm down in the basement mixin' up ink

I'm on the edge and I'm on the brink

You've got the press, and I've got the plates

We pressin' twenties by the crate

Yes, we make it happen with the rappin'

With the crunch with the Cap'n and the Boo Berry

With Count Chocula, the sound that you love

We've been getting fly with the highest above

I'm on, the one, the battle tank in Tron

You're too far gone -- ARGH! -- another pawn

Guide searching, what channel is he on?

Cause there ain't no sunshine when Mike D's gone

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon

Pop your balloon, pop-pop your balloon...

Yo, the sound man almost lost his soup on that one

He's still contemplating it though

Oh-oh, look out!