[mc chris] I'm like Kenny Rogers in "Six Pack," girls won't give my dick back All this sex affects my syntax, the pistol I pack's impact Make's you gasp
Chorus: mc chris] mc chris owns I wanna go to an mc chris show But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes [mc chris
[Verse 1] I got an allergy, for every pedigree So I got myself a robot dog that's Japanese But yo, he's hard to please He's always gotta pee But he never
Sever and Ecks Whack mc's like butterfly effect Yo they came and they went all they money is spent like the rent All my money's in the pockets of kids that's
kids Our dads call us bastards mom's always plastered We're the closest thing to suburban gangsters Cold air's what we breathe our vests have no sleeves It's
[mc chris] mc chris is the shit, whack MC's line up to perish There just ain't no stoppin him, his parents are so embarassed mc chris can't resist, whack
yeah! Fuck yeah! [mc chris] I never carry a gun, I just carry my tongue When it's not knee deep in pork it's acidic and forked I'd mission abort, don
[11 second instrumental to open] [mc chris] Please allow me to reintroduce myself My name is Chris, and I do not exist It's just some shit that a kid
x2: using voicebox] Boys don't cry, they prefer ballin And shot callin, tear drops fallin I'm jonzin harder than Gollum Please God say that's London callin [mc chris
s the steam blowin scene where I reign supreme Webster's my Friendster, I run the message boards for Ween It's a mental mall for teens, it's a paradise
left behind, let me hear you say word [mc chris] She's a go getter dressed in a sweater We watched _Black Hawk Down_ together Her name's Heather, there's
count of three, 1-2-3 (mc!) Say my name is mc, shout it back to me At the count of three, 1-2-3 (mc!) [mc chris] Name is mc, drivin 'round in my C-I-
mc chris] mc chris will appear from the rear with headphones on his ears And a head full of tears, because his girly is not near And he fears she be on a pimp's
