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[mc chris] What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Rap M.D.'s screaming need 50 cc's of mc stat E.R. staff be freakin' like Mariah on the rag mc chris squeezin' contents out of tiny plastic bags It's like hypnotizin' eyes and gettin' digits 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 [Chorus: mc chris] 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 Wo whyn'cha kick it with the mc with the voice that's the highest So come on [mc chris] 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 Letras de cancionesLet's knock chucks cause we can't afford boots Let's get high a.k.a. 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! [Chorus] [mc chris] What's my name? mc - And what do I do? Roll I'm all up in that shit like it's fuckin 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 [Chorus] From Letras Mania