Lyrics:
shit get
Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it
In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over
Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris
on a prick
And make his chick watch while I strip him
And send him home with his
Clothes back to front
Something like Kris Kross!
I do my ting do yours
True
boozed up
The butterfly in his belly blew up, then he threw up
I'm far from an average Joe or what's on a talent show
But I will flip without whipping it
y'all
And ain't no need for no debate y'all
I crisscross like Kris Kross, I'm inevitable
Wanna see me on XXL Eligible, for freshman class
But listen I
Dre, make way for the AK
That I bring as I slang like cavi
Not from Kris Kross but they call me Mac Daddy
Had he not known about the city I'm from
the lies in they lines
What lines in they eyes is fear
You hear? A coward cries when he dies
I was down now I'm up
They surprised by my rise
I've been out,
Too many get they ass caught
I hit that girl in a handstand
I have your bih' doin' somersaults
Mad talk, but don't show up
Look like I win by default
much
I just show up Kris Kross-ed and the place start to
Jump jump jump
Cuz I'm friends with the plug
We caught a vibe I been shaking the street
Smoking
Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
Well, here it comes
say what
Here it comes
understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor
hundreds stuffed in a Louis Duff
Run it up I keep that stick fuck a Little pump
Nick named her kris Kross when We kriss Kross that bitch make The party jump
side we the hat gang
In the Bronx that's the mac game
That's what happened when OG Mack came home
On this side kids do drugs
On this side kids gang bang
to you guys just give me a call back
It's Krispy Kris by the way
Alright bye
With the boys sitting by the lake
We getting drunk and we don't care about
lost and
The way I get it bumpin make you jump, Kris Kross em
Sickening, damn the verses leavin' em nauseas
Chan on the beat, big thumper
They bend
it comes
say what
Here it comes
understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor
we get our own on our own ain't askin for no
erupt, rev up
Step up to the cut, "Wassup?"
I show up to blow up and leave the spot to' up
You know what? I'ma go nut
And you know what?
I'll be got-damned if I ever make a wife of them
When they get to blowing up my line again, I'm hiding quick
Some of them show up to my house unannounced
you fucking wit a big dog
If he ain't with the shit tell 'em get lost
Got his game crossed up like Kris Kross
Baby let me feel it go cause ya lips soft
up in
The M-A-C's who I be Kris Kross is who I represent
For so very long
But this time I'm with Da Brat and once again it's on
With the K to the K
Shhhhhhhhh
Kris Kross
95
Yeah
Who gotcha open, scopin out the track
It's no other than the sounds of the Daddy Mack
Still slackin back-packin
back
Lick that
Get her and I'mma get that
Nick nack patty wack
I'll give a bitch a fat sack
Show her how your daddy pack
Savage like a maniac
Kris Kross
nigga on this Detroit shit, man
(Go on, take your seats, take your seats, go on, take your seats)
When am I gonna start the show? Hah
My allergies
[Jermaine Dupri]
Shhhhhhhhh
Kris Kross
95
Yeah
Verse 1: [MACK DADDY and DADDY MACK]
Who gotcha open, scopin out the track
It's no other than
advance
Up on the battlement, silhouette in the mist
My quarry, my brother, good old saint Kris
You'll never survive
The siege of The Northlands
Bombard
I got caught up by the one time now I kick it in a birdcage
Mobbing with the homies on the Frontline since the first day
Those that done time know
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