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Break it out, break it out.
Let me introduce myself.
My name is Mister C.
When I see a microphone,
I put words on the beat
You're ready for me?

are burning
Got their tongues tied
Heads keep turning
When we walk by
See it clinging
To my body
Boys start singing
Looking fine, baby
Wheels start

A like the way you lose control
I just want you
Yu show me the love
Oh oh oh oh oh yeah
Tape Woods pon the microphone
Tape Woods pon the microphone
A back

the world I roam

Hey fuck you fuck you fuck you too
I stay myself you stay you
I ain't playing by your rules
Don't you tell me what to do

Hey
Fucking your

the flow free-styling to the top of my zone
Fast and steady tight and deadly gonna own the microphone rehearsing on the road to the show
Bringing em back old

down
Not speaking out
Let some other motherfucker take the microphone
I'll take my rightful front seat right here at home
Cause you've got somewhere

cussin
Bustin when I run up on the microphone

I grab your bitch by the peach
Presidential shit bitch I can't be impeached
I just play the trump card tell

me to aim
So mi walk by mi lane
Obstacles sometimes see dem ah be ah stepping stone
Mi not ah product of mi circumstance
Mi ah product of mi ah own

the flow
Freestyling
To the top of my zone
Fast and steady
Tight and deadly
Gonna own the microphone
Rehearsing on the road
To the show
Bringing em back
Old

And when it comes to hoes numbers, I hit the pound sign
I'm focused on money and rap, then afterwards I'll have the honeys intact
On the microphone, what's

to hangout
By the pool later
I tell her yes I would love too
Then we both go back to are rooms
In my room I get ready to go to the pool
I get to the pool I get

Nothin' to Lose

Marcel

You, Me and the Windshield

2003

in the fast lane going 98
By now I know she can smooth operate me
I'd know now she's no goody two shoes
But hey, I got myself nothin' to lose

Oh

Westside Slaughterhouse

Ice Cube

Hoo-Bangin': The Mix Tape, Vol. 1 [Clean]

1999

[Mack 10]
Microphone check I.O. from the west coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California blew

fans use to call me 
They call me Mr talkson Soro Soro . Master 
Stand by the microphone say my Speech 
All people give me ears let me Feed you with

who live but Christ lives in me
And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me, in

Hologram]

Complexities break entities when hardcore be the factor
Physically shatter by the cause of the megacosm distractor
Fractured by my supernatural

The Planet

Gang Starr

Hard to Earn

1994

Corners
And all the spots in Beantown where niggas carry burners
But I was more turned on by the microphone
So one cold morning, I left home
Next I'm

ja ego fly fly
Stoisz mi na drodze ał ał
Robię blau blau dym blau blau dym
Za bardzo kocham siebie by słuchać jak mam żyć
Tylko ja ja ego fly fly

We just wanna star gaze on our car like it's 98'
You just wanna infiltrate the youth, I liberate 
I just wanna, I just wanna 
Elevate
Everything in

Myśl przez głowę przeszła że czekają mnie głowy zawroty
Intuicja podpowida że wpakuje się w kłopoty
98' rok otworzył dla mnie wrota przeznaczenia

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Shit on You [A Cappella]

Eminem

Shit on You

2000

the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see

my, finger on the trigger ay
Y'all triggered by the realest ay
No mercy when they test me
Y'all got me trigger....trigger

Finger on the trigger ay

on the trigger ay
Y’all triggered by the realest ay
No mercy when they test me
Y’all got me trigger....trigger


Finger on the trigger ay
Y’all triggered by