Don't Give a Turd - MC Chris

Alright I’m a do it well clear the damn 20th song out

Now I’m a just test this out my uh heh heh heh my uh let me just down this to 170 and do it well with the heli-lee alright keep it on the huli-loo

(I came to New York City in the winter of 1995 and the city hasn’t been the

same since.

On your marks, Get Set, Go)

(My earphones alright I like to sing about many things and I am also the number

one rapper.

I’m a super rapper.)

Dessert on island steal my rhymes and style

Cause your phone numbers I’m dailin'

I got you on the list like you were TV dinner

Every time I see you bite I say I wish you were thinner

No beginner, professional sinner

At the Indy 500 I’m a first place winner

NYMY been very very good to me Watchin' ???

say I’m the epitome

Verbal ecstasy girls get next to me Best spot vasectomy want many baby mcs

Don’t test me eats like Elvis Pressly

And my favorite kinda dog is a Wesley

I don’t give a turd x6

I said don’t give a turd

Cause don’t give a turd

Hey mc chris what don’t you give

Man I don’t give a turd

Oh I get it MC Bucks is on the bones cause the beat won’t stop

Mc chris on the zone he’s the cream of the crop

I like the book Capone on my own I hop

Don’t need no cooler do my own doo-wop

I can flop in the puddle at the bottom of the telephone

Rap a little do the spits got pop my soul

Clip clip bull shit and a gopher hole

Cherry flip Fresh Prince and a napkin cold

Just a bunch of words here’s where a turd

Cuts you off in traffic and flip the bird

Spins the bird pride like curb

Name is mc chris and yo I don’t give a turd

I don’t give a turd x6

Say give a turd

I don’t give a turd

I don’t give a turd

To all the people in the west I don’t give a turd

To all the people in the east say I don’t give a turd

Can’t we all get along east coast, west coast rappers?

Yeah I don’t give a turd

I don’t give a turd

(I don’t give a turd x11)

Don’t give a turd

Don’t give a turd

And you can give me a turd you want me to drive back and put it in your hand

A turd, a turd do you hear what I’m sayin' (what? what?) T-U-R-D

It was a three hour hell ride by eight o clock pm me and my fans got put up by the underground

My rock show was messed up My rock show was messed up My rock show was messed up