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Ten Year Old


by Mc Chris. Buy album CD: Knowing is Half the Hassle


10 year old
Whatís my name?
MC
And what do I do?
Rap.
M.Dís screaming need 50 ccís of mc stat.
E.R. staff be freakiní like Mariah on the rag.
MC Chris squeeziní contents
Out of tiny plastic bags.
Itís like hypnotiziní eyes
And gettiní digits on the pad.
Legs separate
Like hyphens
Because MCís still the Mack.
Identify the items by the bar code on the tag.
Identify the rapper
Cuz heís knee deep in the vag.
I got my glocks cocked,
I got my nineís primed,
I got my crosshairs locked Kelly lebrockís behind,
I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind,
I got more rhyme
Than silverstein and Shakespeare combined.

Chorus Ė I sound like a ten year old or so Iíve been told,
But you donít need a voice
Thatís low to make the microphone gold.
Otherís claim that they be Midas but they got
Laryngitis,
So whynĎcha kick it with the mc with the voice thatís the highest. So come on.

Whatís my name?
Mc.
And what do I do? Rock.
Iím intimidating jocks and inseminating socks,
Iím infiltrating flocks of fembots,
High off that hemlock,
Mud wrestling bittie buttocks
Like ox.
Letís knock chucks cuz we canít afford boots.
Letís get high aka pull tubes.
Donít ask why,
Just let it all loose,
Watch this mike get abused,
Watch me change your attitude.
Call me Gavin,
Iím the captain of this carnival cruise
Kathie lee
Lets me rub my dick on her boobs.
Seems tweens in cleavage jeans is many a manís 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 itís Chinese food.
No one can hear you scream,
Cuz itís a sound proof room.
Iím done, get the fuck out, send in number two!

Repeat chorus

Whatís my name? MC. and what do I do?
Roll.
Iím all up in that shit
Like itís fucking camel toe
Olsen twins on my dick like itís a stripper pole
If youíre hooked on the shit,
My middle name is methadone.
So, letís do this quick so no one will ever know.
Mc nice got more ice than a fucking Eskimo.
Heís not whack nickleback singing songs for Michelob.
Jigga man, why you treat me like animal?
At the mall, at the park, roller rink, backyard,
Soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard.
I weigh a buck fiddy, stand 5on5, and when
I muff dive, you see the fuckin fur fly.
Donít own a celly,
My sneakers is my ride,
Been disgraced, demoted,
I been denied.
All my fan mail says someday that Iíll get signed.
MC Chris, lower case, no dots, rewind.



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Album: Knowing is Half the Hassle (2003) Lyrics
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  7. The Hammer (Skit)
  8. Geek

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