They got the eye on the gold chain

They got the eye on the gold chain



When Young Einstein was a kid in the mid

80's he saw how the b-boys lived

They wore the fat gold to rock the rap song

Einstein's takin off, now he's puttin it on

There's not a pair of eyewear that can stop the glare

Of the Duke, overexposed in photo shoots

He salutes the days of old with chains of gold

He looked around then found that the chain was sold

Over to the airport he sets off metal detectors

Respect us, pull em to the side and give em lectures

Going through his luggage, heh, they're tryin to test him

Threaten to arrest him, askin lots of questions

Like, "why do you have a box of tissue"

"To remove" "What?" "All the oily finger residue"

So look but don't touch, and let my chain shine

Yo, Put it on Einstein



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They got the eye on the gold chain, that's right

They got the eye on the gold chain, that's right



All right now here we go

Young Einstein

Check it out

My big gold rope

Always rock a jam every time I perform

Young Einstein

Check it out

Fat gold chain

Always rock a jam every time I perform

Einstein got a dookie gold rope



>From Panama to Canada Einstein's the man of the

Year, get the trash outta here like a janitor

Chain so heavy when he step in the place

You could tap him on the shoulder and he fall on his face

Dropped the single fresh mode, you thought we would fold

Thirty days later, Einstein had gold

So what you sayin?

My man scans the collectibles

For the LP chock full of delictibles

For the MP he could reshape the lead break

Cut it in half

Changin the speed rate

Or make it self-arrange(?) when it's on the turntable

He wore the dookie when we met Queen Elizabeth

Asked her was she jealous, she said "A little bit"

I guess a crown jewel never compares

To the rope that the Einstein wears

They got the eye on the gold chain

They got the eye on the gold chain



repeat CHORUS