if you wanna see mc s than come see these mc s out to please and without disease flyer than the zipper on your pants flying out your tweeters and your amps tell your uncles and aunts i hold the mic like a weapon or at least a water hose step over get a steady stream of water up your nose cause i m a thug like that i can t be trusted go out of town come back and your mailbox ll be busted all you other mc s you re the best inferior i squish your face like a zit and leave you oozing down the mirror the landfill called they want their smelly rhymes back your weakness is exposed like my plumber s crack i m like the terminator and the predator if you put them both together invisible and robotic quizzical and hypnotic i wrote the recipe for the perfect mc flow i also wrote the recipe for green bean casserole i can rap about food and make you hungry i can rap about water and make you spongy i can rap about a blanket and make you snugly but i can t write a rap that won t make you ugly what do you think about rhett and link mc s extraordinare captains of bunk shake the junk in your trunk and raise your hands up in the air