I spell word with a three Name's MC Other rappers flow weak like window unit AC's Latinas on my penis Japanese on they knees I love all the ladies as long as they eighteen I got bling up in ying a plethora of Porsches I'll say anything cause my mouth is remorseless Even the Source says my hip hop's a vortex Leave horse heads on doorsteps my mic checks cost Corvettes The strobe light explodes white as I step on the floor The barkeep knows the code so he throws me a Stroh's Weak MC's decompose cause they know I can flow Like Wessel comma Zam through corruscant corridors Humidors filled with stoges filled with dro Like 9-0-2-1-0 was filled with the word bro Fuck the lexicon of octagons I'm all about go These amateurs got catheters I'm all about pros, bout pros
MC Chris ownz 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
I'm lit like a branch Davidian Or what's left of the lithium In Cobain's cranium I fill Wembley Stadium Once bitten, twice shy call it pyromania When I roll up in Kashyyyk I roll three Jedi's deep The fleet of peeps that I creep all got vest's underneath There's no need to believe In the heat that I keep The swears that I *bleep* or the heiresses I freak It's embarrassing to me I'm like kerosene it seems Or D-R-E-W B with incendiary schemes Blowin' up, makin' cream I am just like Howard Dean When I scream I get red, I get mean Can't believe you be buying what I be shucking and jiving Fuck it if I am the next big thing with promotional tie-ins I am just cartoon making rapper you think that I'm lying Everybody bust a move like it is that rave in Zion My self aggrandizing and deprecation Keeps 'em guessing Call my Venus flytrap cause my DJ's Howard Hessman Word 'em up, yo word 'em up, yo I just let the rap game out of a choke hold
MC Chris ownz 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