Screaming Headless Torsos Something
Chorus
Soul surfin’ down
Who gets the crown?
Well, I’ll take my rhyme time
Step on easy down
Where I’ll take the express train to Lovetron
Who in the world some still may wonder
Of the glorious power of chocolate thunder
A legend at the most
Down low on the post
Guard him and you’re toast
Like David Thompson going coast to coast
Straight out of high school double teamed
Baby phat and dreamin’
General Managers schemin’
About the packaging of power
And who could forget the broken glass groove
Stop
Pop
Cop
Drop
Chocolate Dawkins finding a niche
Like Coleman Hawkins a switch
From life in Lovetron
Living a dreaming a dunkathon
And don’t even step to Thunder ‘bout resistance
You can always go the distance
With impatient impolite persistence
And in a brother’s loving village can’t measure the
spillage
From the fallout from all the rings up in Boston
And who could forget the broken glass groove
Stop
Pop
Cop
Drop
