M.C. Frontalot - Much Chubbier lyrics

[Verse 1: MC Frontalot] Yo, billy goats like myself favor hillsides We're so good at going up them, it instills pride And it feels right, posing on a peak From up here, see into the end of next week So I speak from observation, brothers: way over yon There's an incline that I like to picture us on Got the greenest of the gra**es that I ever beheld With a breeze in our direction, I could tell by the smell That we've never been fed how this hilltop could feed us My bigger brothers, I dream of all three of us Wandering yonder and filling our bellies up But! Without us becoming deli cuts In the process. This is the rub Got a stream in between going glubbidy-glub The only bridge over, infested by troll Hunger in my belly's got me ready, set, go! [Hook: MC Frontalot]​ (x2) Look at me, I could be much chubbier If I could eat, you would see much chubbier me And then I would be much chubbier Look at me, I could be much chubbier I'm so scrawny! Much chubbier The goat behind me is chubbier He's much chubbier [Verse 2: MC Frontalot] Big buck big brother, you're the tallest of all of us You could skip the situation like a troll apologist Non-confrontational, bypa** the bridge Ford the river, meet your brothers on the ridge (What a cinch) But the kid and the buckling get it in that scenario Two orders of cabrito by the scary moat And I know biggest brother isn't timid Make short work: bridge troll, one minute But check that bridge, it's thin, it's flimsy That thing's finished when you tussle, what a grim scene Planks and ropes in the water, wave goodbye And that's two of us still going hungry tonight So follow my lead, I got a notion to negotiate "Yo, troll, ready up your dinner plate" Not for me, though. I'm much too slight Look and see! I'm the littlest, could barely fill a bite [Hook: MC Frontalot] (x2) [Verse 3: Open Mike Eagle] He thinks I'm a plum fool, little does he know He thinks he's so smart, I think he's a beanpole Look at his chump chop, tiny and sinewy His little hind legs, they remind me of centipedes I wait for the real meat. That one's a real geek This little brainiac's a waste of my appetite And if he's lying, well he's got to come back tonight I'll play the bad karma coming back to bite Here comes big bro, chubbier indeed Succulent mutton putting my stomach in frenzy! I've chewed enough wood. I'm hungry and won't wait An even chubbier brother, really? You don't say! If'n it's untrue, I'm seeing you both ways If he's really chubbier, I'm feeding the whole day I'm thinking of skirt steaks. My tummy starts rumbling It feels like an earthquake... am I going berserk? Wait! Ahhh! [Outro: MC Frontalot] Later, troll! Hey biggest brother, dry off, salad bar's open [Hook: MC Frontalot] (x2)