[Intro: Stadium-announcer-voiced male MC, booming over the marimba riff] Ladies and gentlemen, in this corner, undefeated [Verse 1: Stadium-announcer MC, booming stadium-announcer delivery over driving drums and marimba] Who rides shotgun? Me and you, we settle it in three Who gets the last wing? Line it up, you're throwin' it with me Who tells Miss Pearl her cat is on the roof again? We throw Who calls the landlord? Who goes first? Who carries? Who says no? Every beef on Baker Street, it ends on my right hand Fist out, three bumps, and the whole block understands I never studied tactics and I never read a book Every single time I throw it, it's the same thing, take a look Closed fist, five knuckles, rock, that's all it's ever been Fifteen years of rock, and somehow they keep lettin' me win [Hook: Stadium-announcer MC, huge kick and handclaps on every line] Ladies and gentlemen, you already know Every time, it's rock, that's the only thing I throw You can see it comin' from the corner of the road But you think I gotta switch it, so you switch, and down you go [Verse 2: Stadium-announcer MC, faster, the marimba runnin' circles] Then a genius moves in, a chess kid from across the bridge Says "Probability, my friend," he's got charts up on his fridge Watched my hand a week straight from his window with a pad Said "He's due to throw some paper," and he's grinnin', and he's glad We line it up at the cookout and the whole street gathers 'round Three bumps, I throw rock, and he throws scissors to the ground Rock beats scissors, son, it's been that way since caves He sat down on the curb like a man who's diggin' graves Next week he brings his cousin, who's a lawyer, with a brief And the lawyer throws the scissors and goes home in disbelief [Hook: Stadium-announcer MC, huge kick and handclaps] Ladies and gentlemen, you already know Every time, it's rock, that's the only thing I throw You can see it comin' from the corner of the road But you think I gotta switch it, so you switch, and down you go [Verse 3: Stadium-announcer MC, shoot hit, one stab each on rock, paper, scissors, then a huge kick on shoot] Block party final for the corner by the hydrant Big Lou sends his daughter, eight years old and quiet She looks up and says "Mister, you just throw rock, right?" I said "Every single time," and she just nods, polite Rock. Paper. Scissors. Shoot. Flat hand on my fist, she believed me, that's the truth First loss in fifteen years, and the whole block's lookin' stunned 'Cause the only one who beat me took my word, and so she won Now she's undefeated, Baker Street, she's on the throne And I'm still throwin' rock, 'cause a rock is what I've always known [Final Hook: Stadium-announcer MC, everything in, huge kick and marimba] Ladies and gentlemen, you already know Every time, it's rock, that's the only thing I throw You can see it comin' from the corner of the road But you think I gotta switch it, so you switch, and down you go [End]
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