MC Chris Is Back

[Verse 1: MC Chris]

Mc chris is back it’s a fact jack, look it up
Hot wheels on the track, Kid got raps That you fucking love
When the CD ends, You get stressed, Cause it’s not enough
Start it from the top, cause it rocks yup, holding up
Mc Chris return, watch him burn, like a shot of jack
He the kinda nerd, make you wanna learn, how to rap
Step up on the stage, and they raise, cause I’m automatic
You know how we do, no crew, just autographs
Outta hiding, it’s exciting, doesn’t happen very often
It’s unheard of he’s resurfaced like a very nervous dolphin
MC Chris was absent now he’s packing sawed off shotguns
Making ladies gravy like a shady Sadie Hawkins
MC Chris is back like an angry bird boomerang
He’s the kind of nerd take Jesse Eisenberg to pootie tang
Time to bang, time to blast, mc chris is back at last
Raise a glass, raise a cup, mc chris is holding up

[Hook: Schäffer the Darklord]

Skies on fire and the earth cracks open
And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken'
When doves cry ‘n people choking
Everybody dies and there’s no hoping
Skies on fire and the earth cracks open
And the horsemen ride and plumes of smoken'
When doves cry ‘n people choking
Everybody dies and there’s no hoping

[Verse 2: MC Chris]
MC Chris is holding up
Like a throwback soda pop
Real sugar cane
Like the kind that make your molars rot
Underground love my sound
Cause they down
And guess what
They all know what’s up
Rasputin back like tootin'
Or Duke Nukem
Cept I do not suck
Retribution and revenge
I've returned let's not pretend
I'm not the best cause I am my friend
I'm not the one with the mansion man
I'm not done, got a pension plan
Did I fail to mention got a million fans
[With a bandeau lab
And a BK bag
Put a mic in my fist, I’ll piss on rap]
Art of [out of, auto] correction
Get his own section
Ladies gonna gag on his bag and erection
(something about champagne on their waists)
Breasts in the air like its a (…..)
I am loaded
I am famous
They all say my rhymes the greatest
It’s the latest demonstration
Of hip hop resuscitation

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Jesse Dangerously]

Yo um
I’m old enough to know what’s up; no love
The road is rough and overrun, so what
Throw your dubs and open up to throw a
Hug around Chris – we’ve missed him so much
Your boy is finna come back again, rapping with
Toys in original packaging; action
Figures in blister packs, little men wish to have
But settle for brick-a-brack – gentlemen, Chris is
Back
To hit ‘em with this and that; kick ‘em with
Fists of rap; split ‘em like infinitives, then administer
Intimate acts to win ‘em back in a minute, even
Cynics and bitter hacks admit that they missed his ass
Cinematic addicts sit with him in dark rooms
Private showings, eyes a-glowing with cartoons
See-through your princess projections like R2D2…
You missed him? yeah, me too

[Hook]