Warm It Up Kris Kris Kross

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 'cause that's what I was born to do
Warm it up, Kris I'm about to

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
Now that's the state of mind I'm in, huh
Never 'til they jump, 'til they say, "Hoo"
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

Keep dreaming 'cause the Mac you will never be
You little cream puff Mac Daddy wannabe
You can get the finger, the middle
So all y'all with the Dr. Seuss riddles
Warm it up, Kris I'm about to