Look at me, look at me
Hands in the air like it's good to be
Alive, and I'm a famous rapper
Even when the paths are all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together

Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me, that's a sin
I won't ever slack up, punk, ya better back up
Try and play the role and yo, the whole crew'll act up
Get up, stand up (c'mon) c'mon, throw your hands up
If ya got the feelin', jump up towards the ceilin'

How about all knee ligaments and meniscus in his left knee at age 20?

He wants his name on the new tunnel.

we're all jealous of Rama Duwaji get in line mr president