Warm It Up

Uh, well, this is how nice and smooth it is
 Hey uh, listen to them
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do
 So many times I heard you rhyme but you can't touch this
 I'm kicking the type of flow that makes you say 'You're too much
 Kris'
 So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
 The fire's what I pack and what I pack is real bad
 I'd like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
 Never 'til they jump, 'til they say Hoooo
 Now that's the state of mind I'm in huh...
 With rhyme after rhyme I win
 The Mac The Mac
 Nuff for breakin' 'em off somethin'
 They layin' in the back and front
 Keepin' the speakers pumpin'
 The miggida miggida miggida Mac came to get a warm
 And my pants to the back that's my everyday uniform
 You little cream puff Mac Daddy wannabe
 Keep dreaming cause the Mac you will never be
 So all y'all with the Dr. Seuss riddles
 You can get the finger... the middle
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris
 Hey, yo Kris kick it first
 You know it's sto it's sto
 Peepin at my rhymes it's dope it's dope
 And for you there's know call my name what?
 The Daddy Mac, baby, Totally Krossed Out
 Catchin' all the ladies
 The age I be I should be playin with toys
 Instead I put my hand into make you make noise
 That's how I kick it that's my everyday life and
 I rehearse to keep it sharp as a knife, man
 I'm the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin' with
 Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin' it
 They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
 And there ain't another brotha bad as me
 When I let go
 Somethin' from the ghetto
 Word, a little brother kickin' rhymes like you never ever heard
 Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
 Showin' suckas how it's done
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do (repeat 3
 times)
 Yea, now you all know
 What's up?
 And the Mac to all that
 Yea. we gonna kick one more verse for you all
 So many times I heard you rhyme but you can't touch this
 I'm kicking the type of flow that makes you say 'You're too much
 Kris'
 So feel the fire of the one they call the Mac Dad
 The fire's what I pack and what I pack is real bad
 I'd like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
 Never 'til they jump, 'til they say Hoooo
 Now that's the state of mind I'm in huh...
 With rhyme after rhyme I win
 I'm the wrong brotha that sucks to be messin' with
 Cause when I put the mic in my hand I start wreckin' it
 They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C
 And there ain't another brotha bad as me
 When I let go
 Somethin' from the ghetto
 Word, a little brother kickin' rhymes like you never ever heard
 Daddy of them all shootin to kill like a gun
 Kris Kross show 'em how it's done
 Warm it up Kris I'm about to
 Warm it up Kris cause that's what I was born to do (repeat 6
 times)
 Warm it up Kris (repeat 13 times)