FTW

Mc the name, my kick is the crane Display wide range of shit for dem Hanes You pella like panes, I'm hella teh lame A chemical craze some find hard to face A rhymer for days, rhyme cause it pays Eat Frito-Lays whenever I'm blazed My skull's on fire so call me Nick Cage Dress in all black so please call me Chris Gaines You wanted a jam, put others to shame Here I am, the title I claim In world full of Blains, I'm just a Ducky Lucky in love cause these hoes wanna fuck me I'm not a jock, do not like sports I punch a clock chocked full of force Like to drink beers and chill with my friends Then turn on mc cause it's for the win! Mc chris! Mc chris for the win! Mc chris for the win! Mc chris for the win! Dope mc's in disbelief Mc rhyme, John flip da beats Pimp the bill, we fill the seats Kick us out, we fill the streets! Mic magician check the sleeves No tricks, my schtick's my masterpiece You know how I spell that fast relief? Mc stands for MASTER CHIEF! Hip-to-be-Squares won't admit defeat While they inhale antihistamines Now please spark a spliff of the crystal kief Then try to beat me at Soul Callibur 3 Feelin' fatigued? Just gettin' started Chillin' with chicks who are gonna get carded Livin' this life 'til I'm dearly departed Now open a window cause somebody farted! Mc chris! Mc chris for the win! Mc chris for the win! Mc chris for the win!