Tytuł: Warm it up

• Wykonawca: Kris Kross
• Wyświetleń: 288

  
   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)