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
 
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