Warm It Up

(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, do the jump

Do the hump and say "Ho!"

Now that's the state of mind I'm in, huh

With rhyme after rhyme I win

The Mac (The Mac)

Known for breaking 'em off something

They laying in the back and front

Keeping your speakers pumping

The miggida miggida miggida Mac

Came to get 'em warm

And my pants to the back

That's my everyday uniform

You little cream puff Mac Daddy wanna-be

Keep dreaming, cause a 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) 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

(Warm it up, Kris) I'm about to

(Warm it up, Kris) Ay, yo Kris, kick it

I caught you on the scope

(The scope)

Peepin' out my rhymes that's this dope

(It's dope) And for you there's no hope

My name (Is what?) Daddy Mac, baby

Totally Krossed Out catching all the ladies

At the age I be, I should be playing with toys

Instead I put my head into

Making 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 brother

For suckers to be messing with

'Cause when I put the mic in my hand

I start wrecking it

They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

There ain't another brother bad as me

When I (let go) something from the (ghetto)

Word, a little brother kicking rhymes

Like you never ever heard

Daddy of them all

Shooting the gift like a gun

Showing suckers 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

(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

(Warm it up, Kris) I'm about to

(Warm it up, Kris) Cause that's what I was born to do

Yeah, now you all know

What's up?

And the Mac's all that, yeah

We gonna kick one more verse for y'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, do the jump

Do the Hump and say "Ho!"

Now that's the state of mind I'm in, huh...

With rhyme after rhyme I win

I'm the wrong brother

For suckers to be messing with

Cause when I put the mic in my hand

I start wrecking it

They call me the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

There ain't another brother bad as me

When I (let go) something from the (ghetto)

Word, a little brother kicking rhymes

Like you never ever heard

Daddy of them all, shooting the gift 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

(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

(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

(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

Warm it up Chris (Repeat until end)