Hoodie Ninja

If I ran a game store I would play the song Hoodie Ninja by mc chris.

You might have heard this song in a Honda commercial or on America's Funniest Home Videos. mc chris is a founder of nerdcore rap and the most successful artist of the genre to date, with this song breaking into mainstream. Hoodie Ninja follows a mischievous juvenile dressed in a black hoodie and his black church pants as he goes on two capers: peeping into a girl's window and pranking his gym teacher. The song moves along so quickly that you're forgiven if you miss the story and only hear the words that jump into your ear, like "ninja", "Barnum Bailey", "ninja", "Banksy", "ninja", and "Mount Doom". Listening to it, it's obvious why it met mainstream success. I think it should meet game store success too. I'd play it.

Hoodie Ninja was released on mc chris's 2008 album, mc chris is dead.

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Hoodie Ninja lyrics

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a hoodie ninja (hiya)

Got my ninja bag a.k.a. a pillow case

Filled with nacho flavored Combos, a flashlight, and masking tape

We got hoodies and some goodies; we got tools and also talent

Fisher Splinter stealth and some Barnum Bailey balance

A katana and a shuriken so let's hurry across the yard

If there's Dobermans jump over them, it shouldn't be that hard

The objective is reconnaissance the subject is a hottie

Redhead from my homeroom with a bad ass little body

Hella dope telescope from little bro's pirate phase

She's about to change for bed, we gotta get there right away

I can't make out so I stake out, take a doughnut, make it glazed

I climb a tree and finally I feast upon her frame

She's rockin' cotton panties, Sanrio so it seems

She's stretchin' and perfectin', she's the cutie of my dreams

Lose the tee, thirty-two B's, yes I know her cup size

IMAX in my spy glass while my balls get bug bites, ouch

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

You're off guard, ninja stars, now you're injured

Tough luck, nunchuck break your fingers

Gotta bolt 'cause I don't wanna linger

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

You're off guard, ninja stars, now you're injured

Tough luck, nunchuck break your fingers

Gotta bolt 'cause I don't wanna linger

Got my ninja getup, it's a Fett's 'Vette sweatshirt

Rockin' awesome drawstrings tied so tight that my head hurts

Stolen black slacks that are supposed to be for church

Stuff the cuffs into my Chucks, now I'm a ninja thanks to merch

I got a kaginawa, that's a grappling apparatus

Empanadas from my mama, her burritos are the baddest

Let's eat 'em in the shed where my father keeps his porn

And I'll explain the mission, it’s so bitchin', word is Bourne

Gym coach is a Nazi, always got me runnin' laps

I know he doesn't like me, you should hear his frightening laughs

Can't put up with the push-ups and the crunches got me cranky

So we're gonna drop a dookie on his driveway like I'm Banksy

Yo you keep a look out while I drop my Fruit of Looms

And build myself a built to scale model of Mount Doom

We hear the garage door motors and we motor mad fast

Drop a deuce into my shoes now I'm runnin' crap laps

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a hoodie ninja

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

You're off guard, ninja stars, now you're injured

Tough luck, nunchuck break your fingers

Gotta bolt 'cause I don't wanna linger

I'm a ninja, I'm a hoodie ninja

You're off guard, ninja stars, now you're injured

Tough luck, nunchuck break your fingers

Gotta bolt 'cause I don't wanna linger