MC Chris is dead and he ain't never coming back You should have been nicer when you were blazin' up the track No well wishers, just bitches talkin' trash, 'Cause the aftermath is saying that rap is whack (MC Chris is dead!) On arrival, watch his rivals revel the jealous Relish the moment their opponent went sublevel Six feet under, what a bummer, it's no wonder the waste Could have been a contender, now maggots march on his face MC's often in his coffin, lyin' down, lost in thought Groupies gather at the grave and done throw posies on the pot Haters hate off in the distance, telescoping with binoc's Smoking basket after laughing, get their knickers in knots They play, in the park, in the dark, where they spark a spliff Raise it high in the sky and cry "This hit is for Chris" Then they tell a tale of how he really was a pimp Hands wanted to be on, just want to be on his dick I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore MC Chris is dead and is dreadfully morbid He forfeits, forever free for the poor kids Once filled to the bonnet with demonic endorphins All his power rings restrained, no more Mighty Morphin' We couldn't close the lid, there'll be no bids on his toys No will for the rumor mill, no bills to enjoy He kept every penny 'cept the two on his eyes Now the diggers at Denny's, gettin' cheese on his fries As for the babies and their mama's, there'll be drama for days Looks like he's got his likeness, now it's time to get paid So many starvin' Marvin Garden, claimin' MC's seed But he's a seedless greed, makin' pace in the RV It's a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock death He's got the awesomest posthumous box set They're airbrushing MC, on plain white tee's Another life lost to violence, silence if you please I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore My name is MC Chris and yo I can't get laid Now they lay me to rest, how am I gonna get paid? These quarters are cramped and I'm crazy claustrophobic Consider it noted, I feel belittled and bloated I better bust out in a hurry, 'cause I ain't hating the road then I can barely bust a move because my body is broken But I'm covered in collections, though you can't take it with you Someone pass me a tissue while they gnash on my tissue Somebody prayed to Vishnu any deity will do I claw at my satin ceiling, I've got nothing to lose And through the dirt and the thick mud, I'll tunnel like dig dug Or the underminer, my desire is the big buck Can I convey the basement without wasting my words Fossilization's what I'm facin' unless defacement occurs So I rise to the occasion, there's no waitin' for worms And please no zombie player haters Man, what have we learned? I'll wait to the day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore I'll wait to day's end when the moon is high And then I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll Amass an army, and we'll harness a horde And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore |
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