This is a song about "Mc grunn"

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

So be gone with your whack rhymes, you aint no mc

Lead us not into temptation

Part of the mc nation,

If his bitch insist on getting sick

Yo it time to slaughter another fake mc

To try and become the next mc

With two chicks, sadistic

Yo your going up against the illest mc

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Believe what you see, a real mc

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

I never though then i'd become an mc,

You're a divorced slut and you can't suck dick

Do they know that im the fucking mc?