Matt Macri
Matthew Michael Macri (born May 29, 1982 in Des Moines, Iowa) is a Major League Baseball player who plays third base.
Macri graduated from Dowling Catholic High School in 2001 and went to the University of Notre Dame. He played ball there briefly his Freshman year before undergoing Tommy John surgery. In 2004, Macri was named Second Team All-America by Baseball America, Collegiate Baseball Magazine, and USA Today.
The Colorado Rockies drafted Macri in the 5th round of the 2004 Major League Baseball Draft as the 140th overall draft pick. He joined the Rockies Single-A affiliate Tri-City Dust Devils later that year hitting .333 with seven home runs and 43 RBI making the league's All-Star team. Macri spent a large amount of 2005 on two separate trips to the disabled list with a left wrist sprain. When healthy, he played most of the season with the Rockies High A affiliate Modesto Nuts hitting .283 with 7 home runs and 34 RBI before being called up to the Double-A Tulsa Drillers for one game.
Podcasts:
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by KRS-One
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by Method Man
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by Tank
Mad Crew
by: KRS-OneIntro:
So in the clubs I get (mad)
On the mic I get (mad)
On the beats I get (mad)
Chorus:
I got the
(Mad, mad crew up in the house)
I'm wit the
I be chillin' wit the
I'm rollin' wit the
Verse One:
See, this is what I'm sayin' and I know you don't see this
Wack, underpriveledged MCs think they can see Kris
They watchin' too much television and they rocka
This ain't the TV show "Taxi," and I ain't Lotka
I break an MC off proper, yo don't check me
Ask your Moms and Pops, yo they respect me
But here you stand, tryin' to get yours, but gettin' NOTHIN'
You probably can't spell "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I play for keeps, I play for streets, believe me
Put down the microphone and consider a squeegie
You're rated PG
Again I win when I begin
I'm slammin' again, no win, try to comprehend
I don't bend
I ravage and damage
I'm wild like a savage, kickin' asses
Hot flashes, your style's with trash's
Stay out of my classes, PUNK
Stay out of my classes - yo
Chorus:
Verse Two:
Twinkle, twinkle to the little rap star
I got all type of MC tongue in a pickle jar
So here's a quick freestyle to my target:
My core audience, *fuck* the rest of the market!
'Cause I spark it, styles I loanshark it
Then break your legs if you try to chart it
I got heart, it
Doesn't take a lot to rock a record, get wit it
Some MCs can't rock for five minutes
Sorry, that's not the way to approach me
Use caution
I rip up lyrical crews and MCs often
You probably don't know this:
I give birth to MCs
And I also give abortions
I'll do a number to your body structure
You look like supper
And I'm that _hungry_ motherfucker!
You don't wanna be on the menu!
I'll end you, twist you up and bend you
Like Gestapo
Pick up the microphone and crush up MC like a taco
No, we're never sad because we nah deal with sorrow
That's why dem challenge me, jah man you know dem challenge trouble
Me are number one of me there is no double!
And you don't want no trouble
'Cause Blastmaster KRS is flashin' lyrics on the double
Chorus
Verse Three:
Check
Me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing
KRS-One in a party, man me do me own ting
Nuff MC test, but you don't hear vowel one
All you hear is when the BDP crew slap them up
We have the champion belt and lyrical cup
Any DJ they want my title filled, no way now man step up
But when you lose, now understand you get fucked up
This ain't no game upon the mic
Me bring the noise to you like Chuck
Chorus:
Kid Capri got the
Gang Starr got the
Ill Will got the