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Back in Town

by MCB

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1.
Back in Town 03:05
lyrics
So who’s the best rapper of the universe Wearing a star spangled shirt with a striped skirt Oh that hurts cuz that’s your outfit too But I have a better figure, dude Here is a nice rap I wrote by hand And that’s one thing I can’t understand Why other rappers don’t write their verses down They just go off the top of their head like clowns Write your verse down before you rap Cuz otherwise it’ll sound all wack Don’t try to rap off the top of the head Cuz that’ll sound wack like I just said Cuz then your rap will lack form and structure And it will not sound smooth and buttery Like this rap I wrote by hand Big shout out to the Wu-Tang Clan Now I come in the party and start swinging my sword Cuz this R&B music is making me bored My beauty is uncomparable I have terrible flaming auburn hairballs Coming out of Faribault, North Dakota or those whereabouts Now it’s time to pull a chair out Cuz I’m tired of standing around and just rapping Where is my paycheck I’m calling my daddy Oh who left open the back gate Now our slack jawed donkey escaped Now I’m on the Dog Star aiming a moon at your house Making you shout because I pulled your spouse Into orbit using a tractor beam laser Hold on a second yo that was my pager OK and then I put your spouse back down But that’s a mistake now she’s in the wrong town So you try to shoot me with a magnet beam But you accidentally hit a poplar tree So I maneuver with skillful steering And that’s how I stole your spouse’s earrings MCB back in town Holding the mike up and down Back and forth people keep dancing This is my chorus so make romancing
2.
Standing on My Two Feet 02:43
lyrics
MCB Standing on my two feet Rapping with my one mouth Making raps come out Here I am the wedding planner with a knife Traveling faster than the breed of lice If I don’t get to be black when I play checkers Then I’ll prune the feathers from off your fake leather Now who’s the boss of the saucy rap With a style that’s awesome but oddly wack I’m riding my bicycle around at night Fighting crime with a battery powered flashlight Now I’m the cosmic androgyne forethought Hanging Descartes by his rocks off the dock Getting really mad cuz you spilled my ice cream I’m like Whitesnake and he’s like pipe steam Now I’ll end this off with a story Once upon a time me and my friend Maury Went to Africa where we found a beetle Then we both got AIDS and killed some people MCB Standing on my two feet If you steal my rap I will smack you Then I’ll make you go clean my bathroom Now I’m coming at you Waving a mattress over my head Looking for a place to rest So I can lay my bed down I’ve been awake for twelve moons Running from hell goons and red clowns Now I’m back with the real rap Clamping my mouth shut like a steel trap Can you feel that Ah yeah that’s that funky stuff That is ever so dainty like monkey fluff This flower I picked for you out of my neighbor’s garden Is smelling more better than garbage Now I’m like a partridge Which transformation was necessitated by the rhyming word I encountered MCB Standing on my two feet Rapping with my one mouth Making words come out
3.
Untitled (Skull Sucker Lollipops and Other Raps) 03:59
lyrics
Skull sucker lollipop good to eat They are nice and tasty plus juicy sweet They look like a skull but taste like a sucker And when you eat one you soon want another Cuz they’re grape flavored with a paper pole holder Purple on the back and white moreover On the skull part that is super scary I like skull sucker lollipops very Much, they are so good to suck Because they taste like sugar and grapes and stuff Oh boy fun for the family Real nice treats that are still yet manly Because they look like a skull but they really are a sucker These good lollipops are like no other They are cool so come and try one They are so scary they made me cry once Don’t you ever try to rap with us We will just burn you into dust Then we will make you meet our boss Who is Zostrianos the Thrice Male Aeon Now I’m back rapping hard and pulling everyone’s hair And I’m riding a pale white mare Cuz I’m MCB yeah scowling Looking really mean onstage and howling Up at the full moon transforming into a robot Godzilla King Kong Voltron and Rodan Perfect timing real good rhyming Here is your ice cream now please stop whining I’m MCB crushing cities beneath my shoes And crowds with hissing and boos Come following mocking and telling me stop MCB you’re wack and you’re gonna fall off But then I tell them no I won’t So then they repent and they say I’m dope Don’t you ever try to rap with us We will just burn you into dust Then we will make you meet our boss Who is Zostrianos the Thrice Male Aeon Everybody listen it’s time to rap And I drive a Fiero with flames in back And every time I make another funky beat I totally loop it and make it repeat My hand has a switch that when you flip Some knives come outside from out of it Now I drive a helicopter called the Death Chopper Weapons and bombs and a giant ice auger Laser beam shooters on both of the side fins And the windshield is made of pure diamonds Oh now I’m bling'd out flying all fast Landing in the ocean to fill up with gas At Kwik Trip OK now I’m ready And the propeller is made of machetes Yo I’m MCB Rapping with a laser beam Shooting at your girlfriend Cuz she got in the way when I was drivin
4.
Untitled (Two Raps and an Ad-lib Rap) 03:02
lyrics
I went to Hell and got all mad And threw a tantrum and called my dad And he got me out and now I’m here But I realized something weird I think I like it better down there So I go try to find the stairs When I found them they locked the door Now I’m mad I’m like shouting roar Somebody open up down there, fools You’re gonna make me blow my fuse I’m so mad I’m kicking boots Against the door and going boom Then the door breaks and fire comes out So I go down and start to shout How come nobody let me in Now the door’s broke and I’m all pissed But they just all stand and stare When I come near they all run scared Now I find my usual spot And grab my pickaxe and shovel rocks Here is my thesis on why I’m so cool First it’s because I totally rule And plus I am really smart and well read And plus I am cool like I just said I have a flawless flow Plus I carry a cute purse that glows I am the anti-ghetto all-metal Producer of organic vegetable Toothpaste, with a waist that is size 8 And one foot stuck in the grave Having an avalanche crush your cattle ranch Waving a rattle and doing the avalanche battle dance Now I’m back with a funky rap Now you’re caught like a frog in a monkey trap Who put this pumpkin pie in my sunken lap That made me spill my Blatz I have a Porsche 911 That I souped-up and transformed into a Honda Civic You have a brand new wig That you used to gain access to the Jane Fonda Clinic Whoa now I’m spaced out with a gaping mouth At the steak house hanging out [freestyle ad-lib outro]
5.
Chorus by MCB's Producer, Part 1 03:01
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I am MCB’s producer I produced this tape for him I made the beats and all the music And I did this chorus for him I have a spaced out robot flow That is really endearing once you get to know Me better. Superimposing my own head On a dress and now on a space cadet Superimposing the dress over the helmet And placing the whole mess inside of a shed I’m MCB and I’m ready to rap If I have to fly all I do is flap But yo if I have to cheer I will clap I will stretch my arms and spell go yeah Go team score rap king dot com Rock bomb waving a pompom Now I’m back on the sand in my Land Cruiser With some change in a can: filthy lucre I am the root of all bad rap going flap flap And flying out of the sand trap yeah yeah Go team score come on make it But now let me go, the day breaketh I am MCB’s producer I produced this tape for him I made the beats and all the music And I did this chorus for him Here I am rapping in an oxygen can MCB with a grocery scanner I’m always wearing my trousers on backwards Cuz I’m playing for the Green Bay Packers I am like a shark attacking an aardvark I have a new tattoo of stretch marks I am the trendsetter I have a vendetta Against all my so-called friends That used to call me the bed wetter In spite of the fact they knew I was the trendsetter And hence the vendetta MCB makes the party spin With a gigantic posse that’s guarding him And his entourage is so large That you can’t even tell who’s in charge When they’re wrecking your car I like space laser light beam disco balls Cuz they help to illuminate pistol brawls Every time I go to San Francisco y’all I never sit down without a towel
6.
Chorus by MCB's Producer, Part 2 (Spinach and How to Soundproof Your Room) 03:31
lyrics
S - P - I - to the NACH No not ish it’s like mmm yes Good stuff real nice Real good with rice Real good with milk Texture like silk Entwined with a strange combination of wool And it tastes like cabbage until you’re full Plus it is possessing many vitamins Riboflavin vitamin C cytoplasm I like to eat my spinach, fool Cuz I know that it’s good for you Spinach yeah that’s my theme Squishy soft leafy green If I wouldn’t have previously ingested Two cans of delicious leafy spinach This song probably wouldn’t be made And I probably wouldn’t be rapping in it Thus now you know the deal Spinach is awesome tasty feels Like seaweed, good for fast growing babies Also helpful for fighting slavery I am MCB’s producer I produced this tape for him I made the beats and all the music And I did this chorus for him If you like to play music loud Or bang your furniture on the wall Or scream and prophesy death and doom Then you should probably soundproof your room Here is how to soundproof your room First you need to sweep with a broom Then make sure your doors are shut And now I’ll school you and tell you what Go buy some soundproof board from Knox Or if Knox doesn’t exist I’m shocked Then go to Menards and buy it there Buy it now don’t stop and stare Nail the board on your walls real good Now go put on a cloak and hood And summon the Rain God to make some thunder You won’t hear it but do not wonder That just means your room is soundproof Now make a sound like a dying goose Now call your neighbors and ask if they heard you They will not say they heard no bird, dude Then you can tell them what you did And they’ll be so happy they’ll split their lid I am MCB’s producer I produced this tape for him I made the beats and all the music And I did this chorus for him
7.
Pony Trophy 02:30
lyrics
Here is a song that you might like When I wrote it one Friday night It came to me in a waking vision I was practicing nuclear fission When all of a sudden what is this It was roughly the size of my fist And made of half gold half baloney Oh look it’s a pony trophy I think it came down out of the sky And whispered to me Bry Bry Then I said yo here am I Come on down now out of the sky You pony trophy; then it came down to hold me And tenderly kissed me and told me I am the half baloney half gold trophy depicting a pony If you will hold me closely and never scold me I will be your true one and only pony trophy Pony trophy Hold me closely I'm your one and only I'm your pony trophy I'm half baloney Hold me closely I'm your one and only I'm your pony trophy Ever since that Friday night When I experienced such a fright And all my hair stood up all tight And I went blind in my left eye I’ve never since been so ecstatic Not even when I cleaned my attic And all asbestos flew up drastic Which thenceforth aggravates my asthma Never again will I be sent Any portent to such end That my half golden half baloney Pony trophy won’t betroth me Pony trophy Hold me closely I'm your one and only I'm your pony trophy I'm half baloney I'm your pony trophy I'm golden And I'm ready for love

about

My friend purchased a new computer in the year 2004, so I asked him if he would use it to record an album for me (I normally just make my own beats and record myself rapping on an analog four-track). So he said yes and programmed this whole thing. All I did was rap.

This was my friend's first time doing production for me, that's why he is referred to as "MCB's producer".

Neither of us knew how to mix or master any of the sounds, so the volume levels of the vocals are sometimes low. To make up for this, complete lyrics have been provided for all the tracks.

credits

released March 10, 2004

All raps written and performed by MCB
All beats & music programmed by MCB's Producer
Choruses on 5-6 written by MCB & performed by MCB's Producer
All cover images and disc packaging by MCB's Producer

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