A black man, I stand about six feet tall And I'm a trooper y'all, a real trooper y'all I can take a fall and bounce back like a super ball Yo, my name is Akbar
Where's it going? I love hip hop, when I walk I ditty-bop New York when I talk, I give my city props At least every 52 weeks my committee drops Yet another butta banger
street-blocker '81 summer heat, 'Big Beat' knocker Rang-dang-doogie-da-dang-da-dang-doogie Tootie bang-bang, 2 train to the Boogie Born in the Bronx,
[INTRO] This is Akbar The intergalactic Asiatic star fighter Creative rhyme writer I meditate like a spider And I'm with my man Rishi Nath We teach math
science And when I stood up I realized that we were giants [CHORUS] I'm not a gangster, I'm somethin closer to a monster A Chi-town underground Boogie
and back We used to rock off these breakbeats Way before they called it rap Matter of fact, now that I think back Hip-hop was the start of somethin big
only will I say it but I spell it as well It goes A to the k, b, the a, the r My name is Akbar but some say bizarre Thought I wouldn't make it, that I
You can make that money but don't act funny and let that money make you I tell you straight up and down Before you put on your big red puppet nose and
