The Allen Jokers – “Midd Kid” [Music Video]

Middlebury College’s hip-hop-electro-parody group The Allen Jokers, headed by Sam Robinson ’11, has finally released the much anticipated music video to their hit track, “Midd Kid.” It’s already topped 50,000 hits within four days of its release.

With Lil-Waynian poetic turns (“I get in-box like Gmail”) (UPDATE: The aforementioned line is sadly from a Chiddy Bang song, but it tickles us nonetheless), T-Pain autotuned injections and a diverse cast of lacrosse boys, hipsters, it-was-a-drunk-mistake girls, and Quidditch players willing to poke fun at themselves, “Midd Kid” is a sure-fire collegiate hit.

In an interview with music blog Site of Sound, the Jokers described the idea behind their project:

The idea came about from the different types of “Midd Kids” at our school. You will definitely come across some characters and pretty distinct types of people who all have some sort of attitude or swagger. One day we were talking about how funny it would be to make a song and lyrics started coming out. We barely even realized what it was we were doing until the idea had evolved into a full song and the music was done.

See the video, directed by Aram Rappaport, below:

DOWNLOAD: Midd Kid – The Allen Jokers (feat. Jay-Z)

LYRICS

1st Verse
Yo I roll up to the mill with my flannel on
and from the lawn I can see that the party’s on.
I see chips and dips (they got cheeses right?).
Hell yea, Vermont Chedder, it’s purple Jesus night.
I see my boys in the back, DJ spinnin the track,
he’s with some bitches talkin’ smack that the Tavern was whack.
It’s the Mill yo, and that’s what I told ya,
’cause here we all G’s throwin free granola.
I’m checkin out the honeys and I spy me a winner,
she got Carhart overalls, stained with dinner.
I weave through the crowd, man I wish I were drunker,
but Pub Safe rolls in, so I hit up the Bunker.

(chorus)
I’m a Midd Kid, I swing my nalgene low,
Go Green on the side, sippin H20.
I’m a Midd Kid, I roll my jeans up high
with my Teva strap tight and my flannel so fly.

2nd Verse
I’m a Midd Kid yo and I’m livin’ it up,
but I got too much work so I’m lib-in’ it up.
Don’t get me wrong man, I do what I please,
feelin’ great cause I am and I gotta succeed.
Lookin at my macbook, scopin the scene,
I’m catchin eyes from this cute little library queen.
I’m gettin’ up yo, but I gotta be patient,
just wait till I see her at the printing station.
When I work I wear my sunday best,
tight ripped jeans and corduroy vest.
Napsack with some 3 by 5’s,
I stack books the pound, work a day at a time
Cause I’m a Midd Kid, gonna ace the test,
and there’s no time to rest, no time to stress.
I best hit up McCullough when it’s over and done,
grab a fresh Odwalla cause I’m on the run.
I’m a Midd Kid.

(chorus)

3rd Verse
I’m flyin on the pitch as I catch the snitch,
and if you dont play Quidditch, then you’re a bitch.
Yo I rock 22’s on my Nimbus 3000,
and fresh new shoes when I’m hikin’ a mountain.
Keepers by the hoops, fliers in step,
got my shorts real high, show my Hufflepuff rep.
I got you by a step misjudgin my pass,
look me in the eye and I’ll bludgeon your ass.
I score 300 points to your 76,
spitting fresh game at the Quidditch chicks (heey).
So don’t cross me bitch, I’ll just chuckle as you struggle,
cause I’m a Midd Kid, and you’re just a fucking muggle (censored).

Bridge
This one’s for the girls, and Midd Kids all over the world,
swinging your nalgene low (h20).
Now look at that bro, check out his flow.
Shawty…

(Lax Bro chorus)
Cause I’m a lax bro, eh yo I flow in my Polo,
with Natty from a Solo yo, no homo.
I’m a lax bro, I shred threads on the reg,
all the ho’s should beg, so bitch pump my keg,
cause’ I’m a lax bro.

4th Verse
I’m a lax bro yo, North Face Denali,
rockin’ Rainbow Sands, wearin’ Abercrombie.
I got 38 visors, a Brine Lacrosse net,
matchin popped collars in my walk in closet.
I give my girl gift cards from Tiffany.
I got bitches on the horn like I’m runnin’ a symphony.
Watchu know about a female (Your Sperry’s are retail).
I get in box like Gmail…
RL, Brooks Dave Matthews tee’s,
Mickey D’s double cheese man, I’m smashin’ these.
My polo shirt I untuck it, playin ruit I reign buckets,
if I ain’t rippin twine I’m sailin to Nantucket.

Cause he’s a lax bro and I’m a laxtitute,
and I don’t really care if he’s about to boot.
He’s got a Top Gun pinney and he’ll pass with that,
Oh my god, look at his backwards hat!

(Lax Bro Chorus)

Atwater Dining Hall.. Rest in peace.

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Music by Sam Robinson. Lyrics by Sam Robinson, Doug Robinson, Colin Meany. Additional singers include Phil Gordon, Andrew Plumley, Alyssa Limperis.

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