MC Chris - Spanky lyrics
[MC Chris - Spanky lyrics]
I was the cutest kid, man
You should've seen me
People pinched my cheeks
They wanted me on TV
When puberty premiered I felt
Weird and started eating
Weight accumulated, never sated
Always feeding
I was a fat kid back in the '80s
I liked french fries, no aioli, no gravy
I wouldn't share (uh uh) no matter your name
The fatter I became the sadder I sat ashamed
Picked last, no friends
Called fat at the table
My father found no fault
Because he's also enabled
Food'll fix it was the ticket
But that made matters worse
Now I'm the current carrier
Of a corpulent curse
No matter what the dish is
Only wish is it's hot
Metabolism was malicious
It was slower than sloths
Every bite became a burden
Every servin' was unnervin'
Starving kids in China remind ya
You don't deserve it
Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What
The fuck are they feedin' him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs
And I'm feeling overweight
Other kids were even bigger
But somehow succeeded socially
I wanted to be popular obviously
Wasn't supposed to be i was hoping we could
Openly obsess over obesity
I'm always losin' weight that's why I say
"You want a piece of me?"
Addiction introduction my affliction was fat
Wore a shirt when I went swimming
A slimming effect on my flab
Locker rooms were lethal tombs
My body would be exposed
While they'd creep into the showers
Secretly slip on all my clothes
In the winter of my years it
Appears I'm a simple fool
Life is in the middle
Problems the same as middle school
Always feelin' empty even though
I'm feelin' full
A treat will try to tempt me, it's deadly
I'm seeing skulls
Back in Brooklyn I was broken
I'd watch joggers from the window
Never believe it
Couldn't do Wii Fit I was anemic on Nintendo
But then I jogged a single mile
You should've seen my dentals
My limit's were just figments turns
Out everything is mental
Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What
The fuck are they feedin' him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs
And I'm feeling overweight
You should've seen me
People pinched my cheeks
They wanted me on TV
When puberty premiered I felt
Weird and started eating
Weight accumulated, never sated
Always feeding
I was a fat kid back in the '80s
I liked french fries, no aioli, no gravy
I wouldn't share (uh uh) no matter your name
The fatter I became the sadder I sat ashamed
Picked last, no friends
Called fat at the table
My father found no fault
Because he's also enabled
Food'll fix it was the ticket
But that made matters worse
Now I'm the current carrier
Of a corpulent curse
No matter what the dish is
Only wish is it's hot
Metabolism was malicious
It was slower than sloths
Every bite became a burden
Every servin' was unnervin'
Starving kids in China remind ya
You don't deserve it
Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What
The fuck are they feedin' him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs
And I'm feeling overweight
Other kids were even bigger
But somehow succeeded socially
I wanted to be popular obviously
Wasn't supposed to be i was hoping we could
Openly obsess over obesity
I'm always losin' weight that's why I say
"You want a piece of me?"
Addiction introduction my affliction was fat
Wore a shirt when I went swimming
A slimming effect on my flab
Locker rooms were lethal tombs
My body would be exposed
While they'd creep into the showers
Secretly slip on all my clothes
In the winter of my years it
Appears I'm a simple fool
Life is in the middle
Problems the same as middle school
Always feelin' empty even though
I'm feelin' full
A treat will try to tempt me, it's deadly
I'm seeing skulls
Back in Brooklyn I was broken
I'd watch joggers from the window
Never believe it
Couldn't do Wii Fit I was anemic on Nintendo
But then I jogged a single mile
You should've seen my dentals
My limit's were just figments turns
Out everything is mental
Too little for larges, too massive for medium
People look at me and say "What
The fuck are they feedin' him?"
They don't design these dungarees 32 by 28
So I'm rolling up my cuffs
And I'm feeling overweight