Kill It - MC Chris

Kill it mc with your ability beams

With your newly acquired powers in this hour of need

Wi-wi-with the the greatest of ease

Pu-pu-put these haters to sleep

M-m-mc chris you are my hero with no fear of defeat

Believe it or not I am rocking the mic

An easy combo to remember like the lock on your bike

My name is mc chris havin' the time of my life

Turn the mic into dynamite, like Yosemite might, right?

Cause I got the beats and I got the flavor

The narcs on my fart like the ark’s got raiders

I’m makin' paper you’re makin' excuses

You’re abusing glue sticks

Sorry but the shoe fits

You’re what’s called a nuisance, I’m a new artist

Only got the farthest cause I’m workin' the hardest

So F you hated B’s need to chill real soon

Take a hammer to your grill, like I’m Oh Dae Su

Lego head girl girls that smoke too much doob

Kicking ass with the 'stache of a Fu Manchu

Two blue tattoos, that used to be black

You a bad enough dude to stay off of my back?

Believe it or not I can out-style all these know-it-alls

Getting greedy 'cause I made a CD at the local mall

Maybe these preemies need their Wheaties, perpetrating in a Powerglove

Their raps' wiggin' out like a plastic bag of sour nug

Gotta gargle lava if you wanna spit fire

Save the drama for your mama, we all know that shit’s tired

Just 'cause you’re hoping to flow don’t mean you can open the show

You gotta girl and she at home with a head full of holes

I’m like baseball cards, but with mp3s

I rock bicycle spokes- ya' just a joke MC

See, you ride up on my grip like I got the gan-yo

Let me hit the bong slow while I say «RAW Bro!»

This is for the haters.

They got something to prove

If they didn’t hate on me then they’d have nothing to do

Watch me body slam a n00b on the hard concrete

I make a living musing over hardcore beats