(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, do the jump
Do the hump and say "Ho!"
Now that's the state of mind I'm in, huh
With rhyme after rhyme I win
The Mac (The Mac)
Known for breaking 'em off something
They laying in the back and front
Keeping your speakers pumping
The miggida miggida miggida Mac
Came to get 'em warm
And my pants to the back
That's my everyday uniform
You little cream puff Mac Daddy wanna-be
Keep dreaming, cause a 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) 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
(Warm it up, Kris) I'm about to
(Warm it up, Kris) Ay, yo Kris, kick it
I caught you on the scope
(The scope)
Peepin' out my rhymes that's this dope
(It's dope) And for you there's no hope
My name (Is what?) Daddy Mac, baby
Totally Krossed Out catching all the ladies
At the age I be, I should be playing with toys
Instead I put my head into
Making 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 brother
For suckers to be messing with
'Cause when I put the mic in my hand
I start wrecking it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
There ain't another brother bad as me
When I (let go) something from the (ghetto)
Word, a little brother kicking rhymes
Like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all
Shooting the gift like a gun
Showing suckers 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
(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
(Warm it up, Kris) I'm about to
(Warm it up, Kris) Cause that's what I was born to do
Yeah, now you all know
What's up?
And the Mac's all that, yeah
We gonna kick one more verse for y'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, do the jump
Do the Hump and say "Ho!"
Now that's the state of mind I'm in, huh...
With rhyme after rhyme I win
I'm the wrong brother
For suckers to be messing with
Cause when I put the mic in my hand
I start wrecking it
They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
There ain't another brother bad as me
When I (let go) something from the (ghetto)
Word, a little brother kicking rhymes
Like you never ever heard
Daddy of them all, shooting the gift 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
(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
(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
(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
Warm it up Chris (Repeat until end)