In God We Trust (Extended Version)

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Mic Shabazz

Mic Shabazz is a musical artist known for his unique blend of hip-hop and soulful melodies. His powerful lyrics and smooth delivery have captivated audiences worldwide, establishing him as a rising star in the music industry. With a background in poetry and spoken word, Mic Shabazz brings a distinct artistry to his music, creating songs that are both thought-provoking and emotionally resonant. He is known for his introspective storytelling, tackling topics such as social issues, personal growth, and the human experience. Through his music, Mic Shabazz aims to inspire and uplift listeners, delivering a message of hope and perseverance. more »

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In God We Trust (Extended Version)


Word Up
Mic Shabazz

I got you sayin to be or not to be like Hamlet
God dammit I’m the lillest MC on the planet
You could go to the Moon Venus or Mars
But if you step to me on Earth you’re better off behind bars
Or catching SARS I win world wars
Steal from the rich they blood suckers of the poor
Cure cancer smooth romancer
When God asks why you’d better have a good answer
When’s the last time you’ve been to church
Cleanse that soul the devil lurks in the hallway all day
In staircases  dark alleys and ghetto tenements
I reminisce and bring it back to the days of pyramids
Egyptian African now I’m on a black watch
Check your sun dial and synchronize your clock
When it ticks make sure it doesn’t tock on the offbeat
11:59 and 59 seconds cipher’s complete

Chorus

In God we trust I hope the truth is in the Bible
In God we trust my life line for survival
In God We trust don’t forget to say your prayers
In God we trust I can’t prove that he’s there
In God we trust not tryna sound bombastic
I Sincerely Love Allah’s Mathematics


My style’s hot Sun put you in a cemetery plot dun
It’s elementary my dear Watson
No shit Sherlock this is pure Hip Hop
I complete 360 like a hand on a clock
It takes about a minute no gimmicks {none}
Pass the mic to me and I’m in it to win it
I hold weight like scales and hold heat like thermometers
It doesn’t make sense regardless I’m still bombin ya
Supersonic speed I smoke hydroponic weed 
With so much THC it makes my lungs bleed
I lay down wake up two or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts you got that right
You wanna move to Three Mile Island because it’s safer
Rocks paper scissors I’m scissors your the paper

Chorus

In God we trust
In God we trust
In God we trust
In God we trust

God’s my father so why bother steppin to me
Just imagine the depth of my weaponry
Mental telepathy and night vision
Immense vocabulary on top of the rhythm
I’m good at explaining what I’m thinking
I’m that iceberg and you’re the Titanic sinking
That’s a metaphor I got the phrase that pays
Twisting 26 letters millions of ways
The skills that pay the bills it took a long time
To figure out how to write the perfect rhyme
More bars than New Orleans in Mardi Gras
Three times doper than a Menage a Toi 
Colder than a freezer I’ll make you a believer 
I created the Earth and still feel like an under achiever
Cause I didn’t make it big enough
I’m going hard like porn stars in handcuffs
Or a boxer in the 12th round of a boxing match
Marine biologist looking for a shark to catch
Work or starve I want sirloin steak
I wanna live large and I got what it takes 
It takes two like Rob Base
Me and a beautiful girl we’re gonna share a place
Get married and start a family of seven 
Five kids if you ask me that’s heaven

I got razor sharp rhymes aimed at your ear drum
I’m from the center of the Sun that’s where I come from
The planet Earth doesn’t make sense to me
You got people that can’t control their own destiny
They’re waist deep in their own problems
And their waiting on a mystery God to solve em
What kinda sense does that make
What makes rain hail snow and earthquakes
I can jump up and down and make the ground shake
Hit the ball out the park when I’m standing at home plate
Eye of the tiger when I’m swinging at a curveball
You’re screaming for an encore believe me I heard ya’ll
Call and response routines I got a book of em
See me freestylin to Mobb Deep’s Shook Ones
Part Two you know how we do 
Cash rules everything around me and you 
Unfortunately those that scheme for cream fall victim
Stick up kids got gats and sticking em
But love’s gonna get ya if ya let it effect 
Your whole way of living trust me it’ll wreck ya 
Rock your world and bring you back to the stone age
Well maybe not that far but like third grade
The moral of the story is to love your life
And street smarts says never bring a knife to a gun fight

…word up

Mic Shabazz 
Check it out ya’ll

I’m an old man goin bald with grey hairs
Bad back but my mental’s in tact
In fact as you get older you get wiser
If I told you all I knew it would probably surprise ya
This live wire shocks you like a taser
Baskin Robbins I got 31 flavors
Rocky Boad and Butter Pecan
Chocolate vanilla on and on and on
I live fast and avoid car crashes
With the ripple effect like olympic diver splashes
The blunt ashes tell part of the story
Super human crew who the fantastic four be
I’ll knock you down to wherever the floor is
And have you running toward where the exit door is
Sure as the Earth is round I weigh 5,000LBs
With the atomic bomb sound
Picture mushroom clouds coming out the speakers
It’s hell on Earth for the woofers and the tweeters
How’d ya like to meet the Grim Reaper
Would you believe it if he told you that I was his teacher
How else could I reach you
Power of the full Moon high tide like the beach do
I’ll explain it to you later
But for now just remember to say your prayers

Picture a family of four dying in a tragedy
Thats the result if you ever try to battle me
Capital punishment I design strong rhymes
You’re playing football on a field full of land mines
I rap over beats with extensive bass
Shine like a diamond for girls with expensive taste
Won’t let this beat go to waste
I’ll spit a hot 16 bars right in your face
I give chase so you better run fast
And hit hard with the force of a megablast
You’re better off behind the 8-ball
Cause if you stick your neck out that’l be your downfall
I make hurricanes and turn your lights out
Or spit a tornado and blow the mic out
Like candles on a birthday cake
I’m a problem like 104 divided by 8
Multiply it by infinity manifest the trinity
Represent the holy ghost God grant me serenity
To accept what I cannot change 
Like my fingerprints or my government name
Its Michael complete 360 like a cipher
Never been to prison I don’t wanna be a lifer
So when I murder MCs I’m very careful
Screaming Word Up and leaving you with a earful

…Mic Shabazz
…Boom Bap LLC
…Fivegrand Corporation
….Trademark
…5,000LB Man 
…DJ 37
…Word Up

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