Public Enemy Follow

Yo, Chuck, where you at, G?
I think he went upstairs, y'know
A very furious mixture of noise
What Public Enemy producer Hank Shocklee calls
'Music's worst nightmare'

{Hey, he's a good kid}

Air Hoodlum
Check the elevation
Air Hoodlum
Check the elevation

{ Player, that can leap, with the best of them}

Risin' up in the 'Velt, Strong Island, New York
The hood, in case you did not know my base
There was a ballplayer who had all the skills
Wit the pill to pay the piper, plus all the bills

Mick his first name, Mack the awesome game
Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain
Mick so quick, at six foot six
Down to be picked by anyone but the Celtics

Oh, what a handle could score from the floor
With people bangin' on him or even hangin' on him
But what he did best, above all the rest was

{A player that can leap, with the best of them
{As a high school phenom, the Skywalker himself
I felt he could do to make this an effective basketball team}

Grades nine an' ten, Mickey Mack was all that
But in class, his ass sat way in the back
How I know? 'Cause I know, I used to flow wit the bro
He didn't mind I used to read him his own headline

'Cause he could not read 'em, his school wouldn't need 'em
If the lines wouldn'ta went like this
Mickey Mack jumped over the candlestick
His stack was his stats but his D was still whack
Grades eleven an' twelve, he found the wrong client