MC Chris - Ten Year Old lyrics
[MC Chris - Ten Year Old lyrics]
What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Rap
MD's screaming need 50 cc's of mc stat
ER staff be freakin' like Mariah on the rag
Mc chris squeezin' contacts out
Of tiny plastic bags
It's like hypnotizin' eyes and gettin'
Digit's on the pad
Legs seperate like hyphens because
Mc's still the mack
Identify the items by the bar code on the tag
Identify the rapper cause he's knee
Deep in the vag i got my Glocks cocked
I got my nine's primed
I got my crosshairs locked
On Kelly LeBrock's behind
I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind
I got more rhymes than Shel
Silverstein and Shakespeare combined
I sound like a ten year old
Or so I've been told
But you don't need a voice that's
Low to make the microphone gold
Others claim that they be midas
But they got laryngitis
Won't you kick it with the mc
With the voice that's the highest so come on
What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Rock
I'm intimidating jocks and inseminating socks
I'm infiltrating flocks of fembots
High off that hemlock
Mud wrestling bittie buttocks like ox
Let's knock chucks cause we
Can't afford boots
Let's get high aka pull tubes
Don't ask why, just let it all loose
Watch this mic get abused
Watch me change your attitude call me Gavin
I'm the captain of this Carnival Cruise
Kathie Lee lets me rub my dick on her boobs
Aeems tweens in cleavage jeans is
Many a man's muse
All mc needs is just a bucket of booze
Watch me, blow a load on your butt tattoo
Watch me
Come back for seconds like it's chinese food
No one can hear you scream
Cause it's a soundproof room
I'm done, get the fuck out
Send in number two!
What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Roll
I'm all up in that shit
Like it's fucking cameltoe
Olsen twins on my dick like
It's a stripper pole
If you're hooked on the shit
My middle name is methadone
So, let's do this quick so
No one will ever know
Mc nice got more ice than a fuckin eskimo
He's not whack Nickelback singing
Songs for Michelob
Jigga man, why you treat me like animal?
At the mall, at the park, rollerink, backyard
Soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard
I weigh a buck fiddy, stand five-five
And when I muff dive
You see the fuckin fur fly
Don't own a celly, my sneakers is my ride
Been disgraced, demoted, I been denied
All my fan mail says someday
That I'll get signed
Mc chris, lower case, no dots, rewind
MD's screaming need 50 cc's of mc stat
ER staff be freakin' like Mariah on the rag
Mc chris squeezin' contacts out
Of tiny plastic bags
It's like hypnotizin' eyes and gettin'
Digit's on the pad
Legs seperate like hyphens because
Mc's still the mack
Identify the items by the bar code on the tag
Identify the rapper cause he's knee
Deep in the vag i got my Glocks cocked
I got my nine's primed
I got my crosshairs locked
On Kelly LeBrock's behind
I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind
I got more rhymes than Shel
Silverstein and Shakespeare combined
I sound like a ten year old
Or so I've been told
But you don't need a voice that's
Low to make the microphone gold
Others claim that they be midas
But they got laryngitis
Won't you kick it with the mc
With the voice that's the highest so come on
What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Rock
I'm intimidating jocks and inseminating socks
I'm infiltrating flocks of fembots
High off that hemlock
Mud wrestling bittie buttocks like ox
Let's knock chucks cause we
Can't afford boots
Let's get high aka pull tubes
Don't ask why, just let it all loose
Watch this mic get abused
Watch me change your attitude call me Gavin
I'm the captain of this Carnival Cruise
Kathie Lee lets me rub my dick on her boobs
Aeems tweens in cleavage jeans is
Many a man's muse
All mc needs is just a bucket of booze
Watch me, blow a load on your butt tattoo
Watch me
Come back for seconds like it's chinese food
No one can hear you scream
Cause it's a soundproof room
I'm done, get the fuck out
Send in number two!
What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Roll
I'm all up in that shit
Like it's fucking cameltoe
Olsen twins on my dick like
It's a stripper pole
If you're hooked on the shit
My middle name is methadone
So, let's do this quick so
No one will ever know
Mc nice got more ice than a fuckin eskimo
He's not whack Nickelback singing
Songs for Michelob
Jigga man, why you treat me like animal?
At the mall, at the park, rollerink, backyard
Soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard
I weigh a buck fiddy, stand five-five
And when I muff dive
You see the fuckin fur fly
Don't own a celly, my sneakers is my ride
Been disgraced, demoted, I been denied
All my fan mail says someday
That I'll get signed
Mc chris, lower case, no dots, rewind