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