ChorusnSoul surfin’ downnWho gets the crown?nWell, I’ll take my rhyme timenStep on easy downnWhere I’ll take the express train to LovetronnnWho in the world some still may wondernOf the glorious power of chocolate thundernA legend at the mostnDown low on the postnGuard him and you’re toastnLike David Thompson going coast to coastnnStraight out of high school double teamednBaby phat and dreamin’nGeneral Managers schemin’nAbout the packaging of powernnAnd who could forget the broken glass groovenStopnPopnCopnDropnnChocolate Dawkins finding a nichenLike Coleman Hawkins a switchnFrom life in LovetronnLiving a dreaming a dunkathonnAnd don’t even step to Thunder ‘bout resistancenYou can always go the distancenWith impatient impolite persistencennAnd in a brother’s loving village can’t measure the spillagenFrom the fallout from all the rings up in BostonnAnd who could forget the broken glass groovenStopnPopnCopnDropnn© 1996 Fiuczynski Music (SESAC); Blak Berry Jams (SESAC)