s, he's the chief rocker Motown bound, C-Town, he likes to mingle Oochie coochie girls is the brains first single [MC Brains] Now a night wit the Brains
re doper? I'll have you on the sofa Crying out to Oprah My words stimulate the nerves in your brain tissue With lyrics that'll leave you spinning like
: Verse One: Daz You find an MC like me who's strong Leavin motherfucker's aborted, with no verbal support And when I command the microphone I gets
route And if another doubts I blow your fuckin mother out And that's the street scarred style I shout I'm-de-MC-wit-de-nasty-mouf, and kick the bitch
maximize in no time Electrify the sky and go way be over now, uh Just an MC, I'm not your average MC I do more than MC, that's what suckers envy, and
: An introduction to a rapid ray Will explode like grenade Check the medical aid 'Cause the way that we parade the fade Any MC that claims that they
why, we put our frames (bodies) on Calisthenics So check out the theory, I'm lickin'(shooting) off misery Supply you with remedies for all these sick whack MC
bring satisfaction If you like that contend you see How you suppose to call yourself a real MC So what's the definition of a true MC (Someone who
[Gotta get the cash] Ah one two y'all! [Gotta get, gotta get the dough] Craig Mack's got a lot in store for MC's so please listen Fake rappers stop
chain nigga snaps no tigger, tyga bitches hundred proof liquor live no liver theres hoes on this muthafucking strip, stripping a nigga no different so we hold the heat though smash on the bitch brains
rhythms, Pop pills till I'm trippin' So high that my feet are liften off the ground like a magician. Since I started flippin' I just never stopped spittin'. Now I am a brain
out tracks in the lab like Dexter I'm clever, ever-y day under pressure Bow down to king Mathers, but I am his successor An MC like Escher, fresh, flyer
was trapped in shallow Manitoba, where everything is flat I can't even find it on a map I was surrounded by MC's but none of them rapped Everyday I was
thought will stain that car (uh) I will stretch your dreams from the front seat to the back seat, if I Could blow a brain that far Niggaz want to get
: (for the hip hop heads) (for the MC's, for the Dj's) (grafitti, the beatboys) (please come up to the front) Shit I'm up late Tryin' to re-record my
: [Verse One] Yo Eh Yo I ain't what y'all expect, ain't ya average MC ain't drop a verse, with no purpose that ain't empty ain't sporting gear, I know
me sirve a mi o va pa'l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!" [B-Real] In the midst of the madness no question, who's the baddest MC's in the game runnin
anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. AND YOU WILL KNOW MY NAME IS THE LORD, WHEN I LAY MY VENGEANCE UPON THEE!" [Shots fired] Smokin' MC
