Lyrics:

And the best thing about what you see here
is that everything works with everything else.
In other words it's a system
but a system is no big deal to use.
Look with any computer you have to learn a few new things
[assorted beeps]
See that's testing itself.

mc chris owns
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes

I spell word with a three, name's MC
Other rappers flow weak, like window unit AC's
Latinas on my penis, Japanese on they knees
I love all the ladies, as long as they eighteen
I got bling up the ying, a plethora of Porsches
I'll say anything, cause my mouth is remorseless
Even The Source says my hip-hop's a vortex
Leave horseheads on doorsteps, my mic checks cost Corvettes
The strobe light explodes white as I step on the floor
The barkeep knows the code so he throws me a Strohs
Weak MC's decompose, cause they know I can flow
Like wessel comma zam through coruscant corridors
Humidors filled with stoges filled with 'dro
Like 9-0-2-1-0 is filled with the word bro
Fuck the lexicon of octagons I'm all about go
These amateurs got catheters I'm all about pros
bout pros

mc chris owns
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes

I'm lit like a Branch-Davidian
or what's left of the lithium In Cobain's cranium
I fill Wembley Stadium
Once bitten, twice shy, call it "Pyromania"
When I roll up in Kashyyk, I roll three Jedis deep
The fleet of peeps that I creep all got vest's underneath
There's no need to believe in the heat that I keep
Or the swears that I *bleep* of the heiresses I freak
It's embarrassing to me, I'm like kerosene it seems
Or D-R-E-W B with incendiary schemes blowin up, makin cream
I am just like Howard Dean when I scream
I get red, I get mean
Can't believe you be buying what I be shucking and jiving
Fuck it if I am the next big thing with promotional tie-ins
I am just a cartoon making rapper, you think that I'm lying
Everybody bust a move like it is that rave in Zion
My self aggradizing and deprecation keeps 'em guessing
Call my Venus Flytrap, cause my DJ's Howard Hessman
Word 'em up, yo, word 'em up, yo
I just let the rap game out of a choke hold

mc chris owns
I wanna go to an mc chris show
But he doesn't tour, so in the meantime
I'm gonna memorize all of his rhymes