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Rapping on the mike hardcore
Never on the mike never am I a bore
When I’m on the mike with a flaming torch
With the same hot shorts I’m the same dork
And I’m back on the rhythm I give ‘em a whippin’
I’m the MCB I’m as small as a kitten
But I’m totally mean big teeth and claws
Perpendicular cutting you with a circular saw
Rapping bashing thru the wall saying oh my gol
Better move out y’all or I’ll wail and howl
So I spin you around up over my head
Like a windmill does when it’s windy as heck
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Back to Stay
01:16
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MCB now I’m back to stay
Rapping all awesome every which way
I’m dope holding the mike like a gangster
Always onstage with my tight black Wranglers
Ah yeah you know it baby
MCB you drive me crazy
With the super cool way you sing
I’m like a diamond ring bling bling
I like to rap hardcore and loud
I like to dive into the crowd
And do a stage dive and go crowd surfing
Look at the way my body’s curving
I look just like a sexy lady
Wearing my dress that drives you crazy
MCB is that him yes
He’s the one with the really sexy dress
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Always the Same
01:04
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Rock hard MCB the Dane
No I never do change I’m always the same
I always have real cool raps to say
Like go ahead punk and make my day
I’m Bryan Eastwood shooting Fleetwood Mac
Right in the back with my gat
Did I mention my gat is enormous
I have fly ladies sing my chorus
I go fishing in my spaceman suit
Standing around with nothing to do
I rock hard like a KO punch
And I’m serving you half cooked day old lunch
I’m awesome totally rapping crazy
This is the reason my label pays me
I get paid big buckets of cash
Cuz I make smash hits when I rap
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Hard and Cool
01:08
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MCB the disaster maniac
Causing explosions cuz I am a brainiac
I’m really rapping all hard and cool
I rap hard like a shooting shotgun
Selling my hotcakes selling like hot buns
I’m like the very best rapper ever
Cuz all my lines are super clever
We make the raps that are cool to hear
And if you object you’re a fool or queer
Or even something worse that I can’t say
I have a five pound manta ray
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Rock this Beat
01:09
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When I rap on the stage like a manta ray
When I rock on the beat like a laser ray
I’m MCB the king of this rap
Better buckle your cap or lock down your hat
Cuz I walk down the block with a stride that’s wide
I don’t like to be beat that’s why I cried
Now I’m back cuz I’m a brainiac
With a chain on a bat swinging it around like that
I’m crazy I’m loopy
Totally spooky looking like a star in a movie
Like Lassie and my coat is trashy
I’m digging in the garbage and looking for ash heaps
Now I’m driving to the bank in my army tank
Cuz I kidnapped Hardware Hank
Rapping cooling on the block like a mannequin
Playing the mandolin and then vanishing
I’m like a gigantic rapping head
Coming out of a volcano dripping red
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Untitled (Big Bass Boy)
00:41
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Big Bass Boy aka MCB
Big bass speakers that woof thee
I have big woofers woofing hard
And that’s why I stuck one in your yard
MCB the criminal
Eating a minimal amount of Benadryl
Scoping the fly ladies yeah the dames
Saying every rap that I say the same
MCB the dope rapper monkey lip smacker
Robot coon trapper funky spoon tapper
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Yeah here I am I’m the man
The one with a dark tan so dark looking like a black man
MCB the weight watcher
Watching your weight for you am I a beta blocker
I don’t know what that is but I am that too
I’m shredding your raps like Big League Chew
Cuz I hate your raps they are dumb
My name’s Bryan I’m from the slum
I’m a dirty low down vagabond nomad
Letting my monad rape your monad
Saying good monad and come back here
Then I’m feeding my monad with cans of beer
Cuz I’m MCB and my hair is blond
Straddling a rocket with a baton
I’m the cold war cheerleader rah rah
Putting my pompoms inside my bra
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Here I am the good rapping boy
Eating beef molds that look like soy
I have a name and my name’s Bryan
Don’t even touch me or I’ll start cryin’
I like to pick up giant rocks
And whip them across whole city blocks
Cuz I’m in touch with my feminine side
Making a snow cone with venom inside
I like to rap like really fresh
And hold the mike all close to my chest
And breathe into it and hiss and growl
And wipe myself all on your towel
Next thing you know this song is platinum
You hold ‘em down Bry I’ll bat ‘em
Now we’re beating this guy all up
Cuz we’re both cops and we’re both drunk
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Knock You Flat
01:08
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MCB now I’ll knock you flat
My name is Bry and I have a hat
And on my hat it says Super Cool
I drink Blatz, he drinks O’Doul’s
Look at my car and how it rides
Only cool people fit inside
I rap hardcore and rock the house
While making house music with No Doubt
Cuz they need to venture out into house
Cuz all that ska is puking me out
MCB the rap Mack 10
And I’m yanking your backpack off your head
And I’m sifting thru all your backpack raps
And I’m stealing the good ones and leaving the bad
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Back Onstage
01:16
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MCB now I’m back onstage
Watch me now while I turn the page
To the funky rap that I wrote for this
Come on and aim your scope to this
Don’t stop dancin’ keep on dancin’
I look like the short guy from Hanson
OK back to the hardcore rap
Yeah the good rap that trips the trap
I live-trap emcees in boxes
Setting their tails on fire like foxes
I like to go to the ocean blue
And use my coffin for a canoe
MCB the dope rapper sleazy beat maker
Greasy meat scraper
With a haircut that looks like a bowl cut
Eating my no-carb chicken donuts
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