Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.
So many times I your rhymes But you can't this I'm kickin the of flavor that makes ya say you're too Kris So feel the fire of the one call the Mack the fire is I pack and what I pack is real bad I like to grab a hold of your soul and let go Till ya do the hump and say (Hoe) Now that's the of mind I'm in, Huh rhyme after rhyme I win
The (The Mack) Known ta break 'em off and lay In a bed of keepin ya speaker pumpin The miggada, Mack came to get it Wear my to the back, that's my
ya lil puff mack daddy wanna be keep dreamin cause a you'll never be So all of ya'll them Doctor Suess riddles you can get the ( ) the middle
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. that's what I was born to do. Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. that's what I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause 's what I was born to do.
you on the scope (the scope)! Peepin out my rhyme cause it's (it's dope)! And for you there's no My (is what)! Daddy Mack Totally krossed out catchin all the age I be I should be playin toys But instead I put my head into ya make That's how I kick it that's my day life and I rehearse to be sharp as a man
I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin cause when I put my hand on a mic I it They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. there another bad as me
When I (let go)! Something from the (ghetto)! A lil brother kickin rhymes like ya ever Daddy of them all shootin to kill a gun showing how its done
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm about to. that's what I was born to do. warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause what I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. 'Cause that 's what I was to do.
So times I heard your rhymes But you can't this I'm kickin the type of flavor makes ya say you're too much So feel the fire of the one call the Mack the fire is what I pack and what I pack is bad I like to a hold of your soul and never let go Till ya do the hump and say (Hoe) Now that's the of mind I'm in, Huh with after rhyme I win I'm the wrong for suckers to be messin cause I put my hand on a mic I start it They call me the D.A. double D.Y. M. A. C. ain't brother bad as me When I (let go)! Something the (ghetto)! word A lil brother kickin like ya never ever Daddy of them all shootin to like a gun showing how its done
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause that's I was born to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. that 's what I was born to do.
Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris, I'm to. 'Cause that's what I was born to do. Warm it up, Kris, it up, Kris. I'm to. 'Cause that 's what I was born to do.
it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris, I'm about to. 'Cause that's what I was to do. it up, Kris, warm it up, Kris. I'm about to. that 's what I was born to do.