Ten Year Old 歌词
| 歌曲 | Ten Year Old |
| 歌手 | MC Chris |
| 专辑 | Knowing Is Half the Hassle |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Kid:mc, can I have your autograph? mc: Sure kid. I'm in a real hurry. What's your name? Kid: It's Mikey. mc: ok, Mikey. Mikey:mc, I hope I have a real high voice like you someday. | |
| What’s my name? mc | |
| And what do I do? Rap. | |
| M.D.’s screaming need 50 cc’s of mc stat. | |
| E.R. staff be freakin’ like mariah on the rag. | |
| mc chris squeezin’ contents out of tiny plastic bags. | |
| it’s like hypnotizin’ eyes and gettin’ digits on the pad. | |
| legs seperate like hyphens because mc’s still the mack. | |
| identify the items by the bar code on the tag. | |
| identify the rapper cuz he’s knee deep in the vag. | |
| I got my glocks cocked, | |
| I got my nine’s primed, | |
| I got my crosshairs locked on kelly lebrock’s behind, | |
| I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind, | |
| I got more rhyme than shel silverstein and shakespeare combined. | |
| (Chorus) | |
| I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I’ve been told, | |
| but you don’t need a voice that’s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other’s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont‘cha kick it with the mc with the voice that’s the highest. | |
| (higher voice)I said,I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I’ve been told, | |
| but you don’t need a voice that’s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other’s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont‘cha kick it with the mc with the voice that’s the highest. | |
| so come on. | |
| mc: here ya go kid. Mikey:mc, one more thing. mc: Come on I gotta get onstage. Mikey: I got a question. mc: What is it? Mikey: How'd you get to be such a big star? mc: Well, I'm a pretty good fuckin' rapper. | |
| what’s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? rock. | |
| I’m intimidating jocks | |
| and inseminating socks, | |
| I’m infiltrating flocks of fembots, | |
| high off that hemlock, | |
| mud wrestling bittie buttocks like ox. | |
| let’s knock chucks cuz we can’t afford boots. | |
| let’s get high aka pull tubes. | |
| don’t ask why, just let it all loose, | |
| watch this mike get abused, | |
| watch me change your attitude. | |
| call me gavin, I’m the captain of this carnival cruise. | |
| kathy lee lets me rub my dick on her boobs. | |
| seems tweens in cleavage jeans is many a man’s 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 it’s chinese food. | |
| no one can hear you scream, cuz it’s a soundproof room. | |
| I’m done, get the fuck out, send in number two! | |
| repeat chorus | |
| Mikey: Um, mc. I got one more question for you. mc:Eh, what is it kid? I gotta get onstage. Mikey:Um, will you be my daddy? mc: Yeah, I'll be your daddy. Get in the van. | |
| what’s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? roll. | |
| I’m all up in that shit like it’s fuckin camel toe. | |
| olsen twins on my dick like it’s a stripper pole. | |
| if you’re hooked on the shit, my middle name is methadone. | |
| so, let’s do this quick so no one will ever know. | |
| mc nice got more ice than a fuckin’ eskimo. | |
| he’s not whack nickleback singing songs for michelobe. | |
| jigga man, why you treat me like animal? | |
| at the mall, at the park, rollerink, backyard, | |
| soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard. | |
| I weigh a buck fiddy, stand 5.5, | |
| and when I muff dive, you see the fuckin fur fly. | |
| don’t own a celly, my sneakers is my ride, | |
| been disgraced, demoted, I been denied. | |
| all my fan mail says someday that I’ll get signed. | |
| mc chris, lower case, no dots, rewind. | |
| repeat chorus |
| Kid: mc, can I have your autograph? mc: Sure kid. I' m in a real hurry. What' s your name? Kid: It' s Mikey. mc: ok, Mikey. Mikey: mc, I hope I have a real high voice like you someday. | |
| What' s my name? mc | |
| And what do I do? Rap. | |
| M. D.' s screaming need 50 cc' s of mc stat. | |
| E. R. staff be freakin' like mariah on the rag. | |
| mc chris squeezin' contents out of tiny plastic bags. | |
| it' s like hypnotizin' eyes and gettin' digits on the pad. | |
| legs seperate like hyphens because mc' s still the mack. | |
| identify the items by the bar code on the tag. | |
| identify the rapper cuz he' s knee deep in the vag. | |
| I got my glocks cocked, | |
| I got my nine' s primed, | |
| I got my crosshairs locked on kelly lebrock' s behind, | |
| I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind, | |
| I got more rhyme than shel silverstein and shakespeare combined. | |
| Chorus | |
| I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I' ve been told, | |
| but you don' t need a voice that' s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other' s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont' cha kick it with the mc with the voice that' s the highest. | |
| higher voice I said, I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I' ve been told, | |
| but you don' t need a voice that' s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other' s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont' cha kick it with the mc with the voice that' s the highest. | |
| so come on. | |
| mc: here ya go kid. Mikey: mc, one more thing. mc: Come on I gotta get onstage. Mikey: I got a question. mc: What is it? Mikey: How' d you get to be such a big star? mc: Well, I' m a pretty good fuckin' rapper. | |
| what' s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? rock. | |
| I' m intimidating jocks | |
| and inseminating socks, | |
| I' m infiltrating flocks of fembots, | |
| high off that hemlock, | |
| mud wrestling bittie buttocks like ox. | |
| let' s knock chucks cuz we can' t afford boots. | |
| let' s get high aka pull tubes. | |
| don' t ask why, just let it all loose, | |
| watch this mike get abused, | |
| watch me change your attitude. | |
| call me gavin, I' m the captain of this carnival cruise. | |
| kathy lee lets me rub my dick on her boobs. | |
| seems tweens in cleavage jeans is many a man' s 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 it' s chinese food. | |
| no one can hear you scream, cuz it' s a soundproof room. | |
| I' m done, get the fuck out, send in number two! | |
| repeat chorus | |
| Mikey: Um, mc. I got one more question for you. mc: Eh, what is it kid? I gotta get onstage. Mikey: Um, will you be my daddy? mc: Yeah, I' ll be your daddy. Get in the van. | |
| what' s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? roll. | |
| I' m all up in that shit like it' s fuckin camel toe. | |
| olsen twins on my dick like it' s a stripper pole. | |
| if you' re hooked on the shit, my middle name is methadone. | |
| so, let' s do this quick so no one will ever know. | |
| mc nice got more ice than a fuckin' eskimo. | |
| he' s not whack nickleback singing songs for michelobe. | |
| jigga man, why you treat me like animal? | |
| at the mall, at the park, rollerink, backyard, | |
| soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard. | |
| I weigh a buck fiddy, stand 5. 5, | |
| and when I muff dive, you see the fuckin fur fly. | |
| don' t own a celly, my sneakers is my ride, | |
| been disgraced, demoted, I been denied. | |
| all my fan mail says someday that I' ll get signed. | |
| mc chris, lower case, no dots, rewind. | |
| repeat chorus |
| Kid: mc, can I have your autograph? mc: Sure kid. I' m in a real hurry. What' s your name? Kid: It' s Mikey. mc: ok, Mikey. Mikey: mc, I hope I have a real high voice like you someday. | |
| What' s my name? mc | |
| And what do I do? Rap. | |
| M. D.' s screaming need 50 cc' s of mc stat. | |
| E. R. staff be freakin' like mariah on the rag. | |
| mc chris squeezin' contents out of tiny plastic bags. | |
| it' s like hypnotizin' eyes and gettin' digits on the pad. | |
| legs seperate like hyphens because mc' s still the mack. | |
| identify the items by the bar code on the tag. | |
| identify the rapper cuz he' s knee deep in the vag. | |
| I got my glocks cocked, | |
| I got my nine' s primed, | |
| I got my crosshairs locked on kelly lebrock' s behind, | |
| I got my lungs locked on chemotherapy kind, | |
| I got more rhyme than shel silverstein and shakespeare combined. | |
| Chorus | |
| I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I' ve been told, | |
| but you don' t need a voice that' s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other' s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont' cha kick it with the mc with the voice that' s the highest. | |
| higher voice I said, I sound like a ten year old | |
| or so I' ve been told, | |
| but you don' t need a voice that' s low to make the microphone gold. | |
| other' s claim that they be midas but they got laryngitis, | |
| so wont' cha kick it with the mc with the voice that' s the highest. | |
| so come on. | |
| mc: here ya go kid. Mikey: mc, one more thing. mc: Come on I gotta get onstage. Mikey: I got a question. mc: What is it? Mikey: How' d you get to be such a big star? mc: Well, I' m a pretty good fuckin' rapper. | |
| what' s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? rock. | |
| I' m intimidating jocks | |
| and inseminating socks, | |
| I' m infiltrating flocks of fembots, | |
| high off that hemlock, | |
| mud wrestling bittie buttocks like ox. | |
| let' s knock chucks cuz we can' t afford boots. | |
| let' s get high aka pull tubes. | |
| don' t ask why, just let it all loose, | |
| watch this mike get abused, | |
| watch me change your attitude. | |
| call me gavin, I' m the captain of this carnival cruise. | |
| kathy lee lets me rub my dick on her boobs. | |
| seems tweens in cleavage jeans is many a man' s 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 it' s chinese food. | |
| no one can hear you scream, cuz it' s a soundproof room. | |
| I' m done, get the fuck out, send in number two! | |
| repeat chorus | |
| Mikey: Um, mc. I got one more question for you. mc: Eh, what is it kid? I gotta get onstage. Mikey: Um, will you be my daddy? mc: Yeah, I' ll be your daddy. Get in the van. | |
| what' s my name? mc. | |
| and what do I do? roll. | |
| I' m all up in that shit like it' s fuckin camel toe. | |
| olsen twins on my dick like it' s a stripper pole. | |
| if you' re hooked on the shit, my middle name is methadone. | |
| so, let' s do this quick so no one will ever know. | |
| mc nice got more ice than a fuckin' eskimo. | |
| he' s not whack nickleback singing songs for michelobe. | |
| jigga man, why you treat me like animal? | |
| at the mall, at the park, rollerink, backyard, | |
| soft hearted bard who makes the hardcore hard. | |
| I weigh a buck fiddy, stand 5. 5, | |
| and when I muff dive, you see the fuckin fur fly. | |
| don' t own a celly, my sneakers is my ride, | |
| been disgraced, demoted, I been denied. | |
| all my fan mail says someday that I' ll get signed. | |
| mc chris, lower case, no dots, rewind. | |
| repeat chorus |
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