On the way to work, there’s this one brother
Who might kick anyone’s ass,
Who moves swiftly through the grass,
Who’s intimidating to pass,
Who may have been trained by Mr. Miyagi,
Bruce Lee, Chuck Norris, or an angry black mother.
This brother is calm as air;
He moves with finesse;
My utmost word can attest
He’ll cave anyone’s chest.
He may give Chuck Norris a run for his money
Actually, let me tell the truth;
Brother man could be on drugs,
Probably, swiping at bugs
Or reenacting whooping some thugs.
Could Black Karate Man whoop your ass?
Don’t know, ain’t no proof.