Its the real m.c

But, this time i'm free

I've got baggage

And i feel like 21 savage

I'm gonna ravage the competition

You're gonna wanna petition

It's time to re-position the genre

And drop all of the drama

And get back to my roots

You better close your windows

My name is m.c

And i'll make sure the coroner crosses the i's and dots the t's if you ever want to cross me

This is the return

Its in my new stack of rhymes

And i'm bringing back some good times

So get a milkshake and fries

And sit down or go downtown and get me a crown

'cause i'm the king, i'm stepping back in the ring

Who needs to sing?

We just need the rap attack in the back of the room

Give me some space so i can send you to the moon

With my rhymes, i'm sucking up all of the time

You better close your windows

My name is m.c

I'll make sure the coroner crosses the i's and dots the t's if you ever want to cross me

This is the return

I'll run you over on the road

Go back and forth like boom boom

I'll make all the ladies swoon

Just give me a balloon and i'll make you float too

This is an epiphany

Let's go have 'breakfast at tiffany's'

And battle it out

'cause i'm spouting out from the ground

So listen to this sound i'm about to pound the ginger right outta you

Smack down!

You better close your windows

My name is m.c

I'll make sure the coroner crosses the i's and dots the t's if you ever want to cross me

This is the return

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