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 [CHORUS] 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