(chorus)
skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah
motherfucker, you think that you fly?
bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day
it's Freeman on the mic, now let me tell you what i say:

shhhh! just listen
i'm casually dropping freestyles iller than your prewrittens
whenever i be spitting, the shit is highly quotable
now what the fuck rhymes with quotable? whatever!
wherever i'm at, that's the place to be
you are now in the midst of a real MC
Freeman, to be exact, blowing semen every track
unleashing the evil demons when i'm speaking these raps
i be smoking on the chronic for some inspiration
'cause when i'm on the mic, i like to punch your face in
my style is impeccable, it's fire
meanwhile, your style leaves much to be desired (yuck!)
i been drinking, i been smoking every day of the week
so i'm thinking i'll be going so insane on the beats
rap a circle 'round the patzers that i meet in the streets
and don't you even ask me how i be in the sheets, sex

(chorus)

yo, ayo, i got no equal
verse 1 rocked, so it's needing a sequel
one day, i'mma be rapping in front of far more people
meanwhile, your rhymes suck like the Star Wars prequels
phantom menace, i can get it anytime that i want
getting crazy with my lady from the back and the front
head to open mic night, see me rapping my poems
you on the microphone, i swear that it's attack of the clones
homey, i been doing this a couple years
you guilty of biting styles by a jury of your peers
why don't you go sit down at the bar and have a couple beers
and maybe take some shots? - take this advice from pops:
i'm hot, you not, that's just the way it is, sorry!
now hit the skids, kid, or i'll eat you like calamari
it's Peter Vilardi, McFly like Marty with the flow
i been scattin' on the mic, but y'all already know

skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah
motherfucker, you think that you fly?
bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day
it's AJI on the mic, now let him tell you what he say:

(AJI)
baruch atah adonai!
pass me the basketball, gon' dunk up in the sky
skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-bop, yup
hey! finna cross you up
double A-R-O-N J-A-C-O-B Intrater
yeah, that's me, i'm the perpatrator
the number-one suspect, 71 inches high
the greatest baller in the world, yeah, it's AJI!
skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-bop, no lie
composing beats in the lab, Bill Nye the Science Guy
and we so fly
shouts out to the 419, 740, ride 'til we die

skee-ba-dee-bop-bop, bop-a-doo-bah
motherfucker, you think that you fly?
bop-a-loo-bop, i'm scattin' all day
AJI and MC Freeman on the mic like ayyyyy