Yo, Paul, this is Al, you can kiss my ass
I ain't interested in you anyhow
I'm just interested in the B-Boys
So fuck you, my man
Yeaaaah, yeah...

Who is it?

Who is the man comin' down your block?
It's me, you see, with the funk in my walk
'Cause I'm doin' just what I like to
Today is my day, yeah, and I'mma get nice too
You gotta keep movin', and you can't say nothing
I'mma keep bouncin' and bumpin' and stuffin'
One thing you ought to know
Well, I am the maestro

Yeah, you motherfuckers, I'm all that
I see you lookin' at me sayin'
How can he be so skinny and live so phat?
You know why, 'cause I'm the maestro
Yeah, you know and I'm...
Move outta my way
You got that?

I feel like Rufus Thomas, the crown prince of dance
I'm Mike D, and I'm known for romance
I'm the crazy baldhead with the part on the side
And I'm riding down the block, like I'm on a water slide
'Cause it's the type of day I feel like pressing my luck
'Cause I got nothing to lose, 'cause I don't give a fuck
See I'm a player, I play, don't play to win, I play to show
Yeah, I am the maestro!
Ahh, yeah, I need a little bit of cooperation right about now
I'd like to find out who's favorite detective it is
Who is this?
Is it Mannix?
Barnaby Jones?
Sombody say Columbo
Mickey Mulroney?
Is it Cannon...
Barnaby Jones?
I said that already

Yeah, that's right, ya'll
You know I got my own shit
See, this ain't America's Most Wanted
This is America's Most Mackin!
That's right, other people all call it, my hit!
When I get on there is no stoppin'!
Who is this?

Who is the man? Who is the man?
Who is the man? Who is the man?
Who is the man? Who is the man?
Who is the man? Who is the man?

Who is the man?
Who's that? He is the maestro (Who is the man?)
(Who is the man?)
What? The maestro! (Who is the man?)
Give it, give it, the maestro (Who is the man?)
Give it up, the maestro (Who is the man?)
All three cheers for the maestro!