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mc chris is the shit
Whack mc’s, they love to perish(?)
They just hate, no stopping it
Just like this, ____?
mc chris can’t resist
Whack mc’s, they get so angry
Come see me, I'll rock the beat
yet _____, make girls so happy

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Illinois boy known to make some noise
Don’t collect checks ‘cause I’m unemployed
Used to love hip-hop, now it sucks like 'roids
I’m here to fill the void, let me hear you say ‘Oi!’

I’m the type of dude that’ll rap for food
Rhyme real smooth cause I don’t produce
MTV said no so I’m just on Fuse
Everything to gain, but nothing to lose

Yeah x8

Well I’m the baddest mc, switchblade in the mic
Playground player, fifth grader for life
Only bling that I wear’s in my baby blue eyes
I keep my bitches on a short leash with a tracking device

My name is MC! I got chris-enogen beats
Been compared to Monet, I’ve been compared to Matisse
When I’m not rhyming or fuckin', I’m looking for treats
You’re giving hand jobs by the blood bank for a nickel a piece

I bring the jams, like strawberry in Smucker’s
Motherfuckers better duck cause I’m on downers and uppers
I got a sack of Nutter Butters and a head in the gutter
I waste whack mc’s like the fuel in a Hummer

So come on

Chorus

Oi! x8

Well I’m a crazy mc, got chainsaw teeth
I’m a vegetarian, ain’t got no beef
I rap rhymes over beats, for duffle bags of cheese
You get a sexual belief sniffin' your grandma’s queefs

I got more mother daughter action than Romeo and Master P
Got these bitches suckin’ like their vacuuming for company
Name is mc and that’s the way it’s gonna have to be
My tractor beam’s a factor, we actually be apt to be

I don’t free style, I wear clothes that fit
I don’t flip burgers, I’m a college graduate
You can hardly handle it, so go ask your analyst
I’m the catalyst that moistens the panties in management

Chorus
mc chris is the shit    Whack mc’s, they love to perish(?)    They just hate, no stopping it    Just like this, ____?    mc chris can’t resist    Whack mc’s, they get so angry    Come see me, I'll rock the beat    yet _____, make girls so happy       Chorus:    Illinois boy known to make some noise    Don’t collect checks ‘cause I’m unemployed    Used to love hip-hop, now it sucks like 'roids    I’m here to fill the void, let me hear you say ‘Oi!’       I’m the type of dude that’ll rap for food    Rhyme real smooth cause I don’t produce    MTV said no so I’m just on Fuse    Everything to gain, but nothing to lose       Yeah x8       Well I’m the baddest mc, switchblade in the mic    Playground player, fifth grader for life    Only bling that I wear’s in my baby blue eyes    I keep my bitches on a short leash with a tracking device       My name is MC! I got chris-enogen beats    Been compared to Monet, I’ve been compared to Matisse    When I’m not rhyming or fuckin', I’m looking for treats    You’re giving hand jobs by the blood bank for a nickel a piece       I bring the jams, like strawberry in Smucker’s    Motherfuckers better duck cause I’m on downers and uppers    I got a sack of Nutter Butters and a head in the gutter    I waste whack mc’s like the fuel in a Hummer       So come on       Chorus       Oi! x8       Well I’m a crazy mc, got chainsaw teeth    I’m a vegetarian, ain’t got no beef    I rap rhymes over beats, for duffle bags of cheese    You get a sexual belief sniffin' your grandma’s queefs       I got more mother daughter action than Romeo and Master P    Got these bitches suckin’ like their vacuuming for company    Name is mc and that’s the way it’s gonna have to be    My tractor beam’s a factor, we actually be apt to be       I don’t free style, I wear clothes that fit    I don’t flip burgers, I’m a college graduate    You can hardly handle it, so go ask your analyst    I’m the catalyst that moistens the panties in management       Chorus