Air Hoodlum

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