Writing my rap on papyrus
I am Osiris and my DJ is Isis
I have two arms extending long
And they grip the mike when I sing this song
I’m hardcore dropping the ill beat
Plus I’m invincible no one can kill me
I’m always rapping to the crowd and acting cool
Till my parents come and put me in my room
Cuz I’m the primordial swamp monster
Serpentine legs with the head of a lobster
Shooting a great bolt of fire straight out of my forehead
Unleashing hordes of Mormons from the corn shed
So what you think about that
When I’m on the track better buckle your hat
Cuz when I rap my words come out in windy gusts
That’ll blow your hat straight off your nut
And in this case I use 'nut' for 'noggin'
I drowned and died while apple bobbin’

MCB the physicist
Paying you a visit like an alien hypnotist
Wearing a blue smock
Smoking a peace pipe with Tupac
With the peace pipe filled with tube rock

Yeah now I’m back eating a snack
I’m MCB with two hands
I’m dope on the beat like electric heat
Making tweeters woof while woofers tweet

Oh boy mom let me buy MCB’s new tape
It only costs $19.98
All the beats are funky and the raps are great
I cannot escape it is surely my fate
MCB is super rocking every time
I can’t even get his raps out of my mind
When he writes words and he makes them all rhyme
I turn into a zombie and I start to go blind

Yeah I’m MCB
And I’m wearing a plastic gym suit that was free
From Goodwill
So ask yourself: Am I really still good still
Or am I just dumb ill

MCB you are not dumb ill
You are super good cooling like ice that’s chill
So we elevate you over all our ilk
In a place of prominence on our hill

Thank you, thank you, thank you so much
Yeah truly thank you, I love you such
Cuz now I know that I’m the rapping king
Cuz you placed me up here upon this thing

MCB the mountaineer
Who is wearing the hollowed-out head of a deer
With an ivory scepter that’s long and straight
That vibrates and shoots out voodoo rays

Oh now I’m back now rocking the mike
And I salt my red meat with scary spice
Cuz I’m all poshed out with a suit that clashes
Plus I’m a laxative taking an actress
Watch out now it’s all hot out
When I’m on the mike then the place gets shot out
Cuz I always use the rival gang’s shorthand signals
But I pack my pistol with healing crystals
Now I’m like Metatron flying an iron horse
Look at my red eyes shooting out fire more

I put my groceries in plastic bagging
Cuz that gives my dragon something to play with

Now I’m in the sky with giant size
With my leg span reaching tremendous wide
With one foot touching the Arctic Sea
And another on Brooklyn keeping the beat

Greatest cause for the greatest number
Utilitarians chopping lumber
Greatest number for the greatest cause
Utilitarians chopping logs