Uh, well, this is how nice and smooth it is
Hey uh, listen to them
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris cause that`s what I was born to do
So many times I heard you rhyme but you can`t touch this
I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say You`re too much Kris
So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fire`s what I pack and what I pack is real bad
I`d like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
Never `til they jump, `til they say Hoooo
Now that`s the state of mind I`m in huh...
With rhyme after rhyme I win
The Mac The Mac
Nuff for breakin` `em off somethin`
They layin` in the back and front
Keepin` the speakers pumpin`
The miggida miggida miggida Mac came to get a warm
And my pants to the back that`s my everyday uniform
You little cream puff Mac Daddy wannabe
Keep dreaming cause the Mac you will never be
So all y`all with the Dr. Seuss riddles
You can get the finger... the middle
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris cause that`s what I was born to do
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris
Hey, yo Kris kick it first
You know it`s sto it`s sto
Peepin at my rhymes it`s dope it`s dope
And for you there`s know call my name what?
The Daddy Mac, baby, Totally Krossed Out
Catchin` all the ladies
The age I be I should be playin with toys
Instead I put my hand into make you make noise
That`s how I kick it that`s my everyday life and
I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife, man
I`m the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin` with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin` it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
And there ain`t another brotha bad as me
When I let go
Somethin` from the ghetto
Word, a little brother kickin` rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
Showin` suckas how it`s done
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris cause that`s what I was born to do (repeat 3 times)
Yea, now you all know
What`s up?
And the Mac to all that
Yea.. we gonna kick one more verse for you all
So many times I heard you rhyme but you can`t touch this
I`m kicking the type of flow that makes you say You`re too much Kris
So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
The fire`s what I pack and what I pack is real bad
I`d like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
Never `til they jump, `til they say Hoooo
Now that`s the state of mind I`m in huh...
With rhyme after rhyme I win
I`m the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin` with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin` it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
And there ain`t another brotha bad as me
When I let go
Somethin` from the ghetto
Word, a little brother kickin` rhymes like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
Kris Kross show `em how it`s done
Warm it up Kris I`m about to
Warm it up Kris cause that`s what I was born to do (repeat 6 times)
Warm it up Kris (repeat 13 times)
