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MC Chris( Christopher Brendan Ward )
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MC Chris Is Back
(feat. Schäffer the Darklord & Jesse Dangerously)
Mc chris is back It's a fact, jack Look it up Hot wheels on da track Kid got raps That you fucking love
When the CD ends You get stressed Cause it's not enough
Start it from the top Cause it rocks Yup, holding up
Mc chris return Watch him burn Like a shot of jack
He the kinda nerd Makes you want to learn How to rap
Step up on the stage And they raise Cause I'm automatic
You know how we do No crew Just autographs
Outta hiding It's exciting Doesn't happen very often
It's unheard of He's resurfaced Like a very nervous dolphin
Mc chris was absent Now he's packing sawed off shotguns Making ladies gravy Like a shady sadie hawkins
Mc chris is back Like an angry bird bommerang He's the kinda nerd Take Jesse Eisenberg to pootie tang
Time to bang Time to blast Mc chris is back at last
Raise a glass Raise a cup Mc chris is holding up
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
Mc chris is holding up Like a throwback soda pop Real sugar cane Like the kind that make your molars rot
Underground love my sound Cause they down Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And guess what They all know what's up
Rasputin back like tootin Or Duke Nukem Cept I do not suck
Retribution and revenge I've returned let's not pretend I'm not the best cause I am my friend
I'm not the one with the mansion man I'm not done, got a pension plan Did I fail to mention got a million fans
(With a bandeau lab And a BK bag Put a mic in my fist, I'll piss on rap)
Art of out of, auto [?] Get his own section Ladies gonna gag on his bag and erection (Something about champagne on their waists) Breasts in the air like it's a [?]
I am loaded I am famous They all say my rhymes the greatest
It's the latest demonstration Of hip hop resuscitation
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
Yo um
I'm old enough to know what's up; no love The road is rough and overrun, so what Throw your dubs and open up to throw a Hug around chris – we've missed him so much
Your boy is finna come back again, rapping with Toys in original packaging; action Figures in blister packs, little men wish to have But settle for brick-a-brack – gentlemen, chris is Back
To hit 'em with this and that; kick 'em with Fists of rap; split 'em like infinitives, then administer Intimate acts to win 'em back in a minute, even Cynics and bitter hacks admit that they missed his ass
Cinematic addicts sit with him in dark rooms Private showings, eyes a-glowing with cartoons See-through your princess projections like Artoo Deetooo... you missed him? yeah, me too.
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken When doves cry 'n people choking Everybody dies and there's no hoping
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