Schäffer the Darklord, MC Chris, Jesse Dangerously - MC Chris Is Back lyrics

Mc chris is back it’s a fact jack, look it up
Hot wheels on the 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, make you wanna 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 boomerang
He’s the kind of 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
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

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 R2D2… 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