Peer Gynt

(álbum: Apple Tummy - 2009)

Hello, my name's mc chris
I am white and I rap
I know that you think my voice is kinda annoying

But when it is on a mic
It is nice, kinda like
The wind through windchimes at night
Now knight me The Boy King

I'll require a throne and hoes
Don't forget, lots of dro
Wasn't long ago I lived on milk and kidney beans

But, now I've been vilified
Thanks to these
Mic skills of mine
Nerds, they all get in a line with things to sign, mc

Groupies throw their thongs and bras
Midget girls, Amazons
Take 'em home, pajamas on
Let's play some hide-and-seek

But don't worry Dad and Mom,
Always have a condom on
I got better sense than that
don't wanna catch v.d.

Did I discuss my dividends?
That depends,
Are we friends?
If we are then I can say I'm slinging wicked bling

Enough that I can loan you some
Whatcha want, 100 bucks?
Pay your rent, buy you a tux
To me it's not a thing

In the end it's just revenge
Honor, that's my last defense
They should not have been so cruel
So callous in their ways

They were jealous of my depth
They would not give it a rest
Hope my story's end sends them to an early grave

Everything's just as I planned
I'm the bomb
I'm the man
Sold out shows, New York, Japan, I fill the stands with teens

Hope they don't mind a melted face
The smell of toast
Metallic taste
That's the smell of burning brains, you can blame mc

Fire and brimstone
Wrath of Hell
Take the cards you've been dealt
Take your wife to the hotel and F her in the tub

Key your car and steal your mail
Think I won't? I will prevail
My jams will be anthems causing tantrums in the clubs

Riot gear and dissidence
A loss of life and innocence
Parachute apocalypse
It's like it's World War III

Cuz I failed a fitness test
Doesn't mean you have to jest
Maybe I should fill your chest with some gasoline

You might want to look away
While the flames eat your face
You'll be nothing but a bunch of bones, perhaps some teeth

Hope you learned your lesson dude
A little less ineptitude
Please be kind to others you'll be smothered in your sleep

Bitches need to understand you don't fuck with mc
Bitches need to understand you don't fuck with mc

You hear that, bitches?