Lyrics MC Chris – White Kids Love Hip–Hop

White kids love hip hop and disc jocks, go-carts and fist fights, getting drunk on bud
then getting high like a pitch pipe. are you an mc chris type; a hip hop lovin’ half pint?
then just turn on your heartlight. a bunsen burner barfly. this is our time blast it from
the boombox, liberate the goondocks, saw your cousin in a tube top, bust a nugget in a

white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop

white kids love hip hop and axel, tractors and rambo, playing unreal tournament with
infinite ammo. taggers and vandals in black socks and sandals, doin as many drugs as they
can motherfuckin’ handle. skippin’ school, breakin’ rules and flippin the bird, fast food
cartoons after ittin’ some erb. freakin dem flirts, making’m pur till it hurts, just a
couple nerds clockin’ the curbs, a couple a words about my nilla wiggas, packin peters
that are measured in millimeters. we don’t talk in the theaters like we’re siskel and ebert.
we drink box wine and we listen to weezer.

white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop

Brak:
Man, there’s nothin’ to do in this stupid town. Rope swings busted, stinkin’ cops are always kickin’ me outta the park, manager of the 7-11 always sayin’ «get off my curb you good for nothin'». All the girls already know I’m a bad kisser so they won’t come anywhere near me. I dont know how many times ive been to TGIF a kid can eat an onion bloom only so many times. bowling’s boring, the skating rinks been taken over by 12 year olds. There ain’t no good movies out, blockbuster never has any good games in. I don’t wanna play «bombad racing» I mean what the heck is that? I’m sick of all my records and every time I walk in to a record store I forget what I wanna get and there ain’t nothin’ on tv not a stupid thing there ain’t nothin’ to do ‘cept take naps and wait patiently for death!

white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop
white kids love hip hop