MC Chris Is Back

[Verse 1: MC Chris] 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 [Hook: Schäffer the Darklord] 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 [Verse 2: MC Chris] 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 [With a bandeau lab And a BK bag Put a mic in my fist, I’ll piss on rap] Art of [out of, auto] correction Get his own section Ladies gonna gag on his bag and erection (something about champagne on their waists) Breasts in the air like its a (…..) I am loaded I am famous They all say my rhymes the greatest It’s the latest demonstration Of hip hop resuscitation [Hook] [Verse 3: Jesse Dangerously] 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 [Hook]