[CHORUS] I did it like this I did it like that I did it like this I did it like that I did it like this I did it like that Now Ugly Duckling's gonna take you back I did it like this I did it like that I did it like this I did it like that I did it like this I did it like that Now Andy Cooper's gonna take you back To the planet, rock I used to produce hip-hop Poundin' rhythms with my hands on my school desk top 'Till my teacher would make me stop I'd wait for recess Then I'd beat ? at a ?? contest At home I'd slide across my kitchen floor Doing moonwalks All I needed was my windbreaker and some new socks Not to mention the extension cord adapter To attatch a little radio that was my ghetto blaster I remember making my first songs, no sound board Just messin with the tape deck pressin record And Pause There were flaws in the tape and hiss But now I'm an Ugly Duckling and do it like this We take a beat in a rap And then delete it to track Then keep repeating it back 'Till it's completed intact So that the people react Out of they seat and they clap From the petite to the fat On every street on the map So when my brother laughed and my dad said it was a fad I went into my room with a pen and a pad And wrote a little rap about my fat cat Now I'm the cat with the phat rap And I did it like that [CHORUS] When I rapped with this cat named Jafette Doin vocals through the headphones, live to casette Low tech I could get out a dodge to Tahiti When I wrote grafiti in the garage I hide like camoflauge in my cubicle Workin' my fingers to the cuticle To