Super Cool Mack Daddy - Marky Mark And The Funky Bunch

Check, check it one time

Never wanted to rip a rhyme this much in my life

But mugs act trife and try to live supercool

Freeze 'em they might as well been frostin'

'Cause I’m the baddest white boy in Boston

Be on tour chumps be back at home tryin' to front

But that’s all right though

Front the way you fucking want

Most of all be tryin' to act up for what?

Sweatin' anybody in the neighborhood who drops a cut

Your ass is to busy hockin' the next man

Word to Don you should be worrying about tryin' to expand

Yes I’m the Mack steady havin' ruff raps for your tracks

I’m all that, and plus it keeps my pockets fat

Your bum rush couldn’t stop me if you got me

Your words are too choppy and your crews rolls sloppy

Yo that’s enough shit to drive your ass batty

Marky Mark A Super Cool Mack Daddy

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

Well it’s me MC Mark-O Cherokee Jeep, black like charcoal

With the kit ya hear my shit throughout your district

So you figure you wanna do with this white boy cooly

You bes' a go run get your tooly

And the first one to step is gettin' snuffed

Cock diesel ruff and tuff you can’t get enough

Raps are ran like a marathon runner makes you wonder what crew

I’m rollin under?

Cheezy rat, Donnie D production force is

All about makin' amends with no losses

But of course you’re gonna sweat I’ll make you

Sweat me, that’s right chump I’ll make you never forget me

Hell no I’m not a rap devil going out like rebel

And when it comes to rhymes I got several

No sleep I’m up in the morning like Matty

right a Super Cool Mack Daddy

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

Livin' like a gangster kid you can see me

I’m mackin' like a pro when I rip like so

I roll through the streets pumpin' tracks by the crew

I used to drink a brew

But now I like to rip a show or two

See I’m coolin' much harder than your father

But kids still sweat me, tryin' to upset me.

Why Bother?

This time around I’m stompin' heads in the ground

Like a soldier, so kid don’t say I never told ya

You never thought the M.W. could bring trouble to your block

With crazy ruff rhymes in stock

I’m in there like a strong gust of wind yeah

Cuttin' through your crew like the hawk when I spark

The dark shit Monk-D's prone to drop hits

Leaving all them mugs on my with fits

You hear my Cherokee comin' from three blocks fat

It rocks gee

A crazy Super Cool Mack Daddy!

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)

Super Cool Mack Daddy (That's amazin')

Super Cool Mack Daddy (Back again)