How Many Mics
Evita Colon
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah Uh, how many mics do I How many mics do you Yeah, uh-huh This the hood version of Thriller, uh Make some poets out of some killers, uh My sound is that dope, I am the dealer I'm the dis-ease Living rent-free, I am the healer What they gon' do with this energy Big, big shit My wife is caramel with the thick, thick hips My friends said I'm gon' make it on some rich, rich shit Cause the power of my flow every time that I spit Ah, ah Midas touch, they wanna kiss on my lips Gold flowing from my mouth and every bar is a hit Alchemist of diction Listen, my aura is different They getting Badu in 22s that Love Jones Nina Blues In ya left thigh I'm trying to be the funk on your right Nah, really Is that all right Uh How many mics do I How many mics do you How many mics do I rip Many money, say me, say many, many, many, uh How many mics do I How many mics do you Yeah How many mics do I Many money, say me, say many, many All these false prophets, I don't want them on my team I thought they seen the vision All they want is to be seen And I may be subjective, they deceptive selling schemes Looking like me, the only color they want is green Sell your soul for the dream I got trust issues They say they lift you up, but don't f*ck with you They say that they the best I guess we lie on resume It's their job to talk their shit, but don't have shit to say You got a big ego I got a big ethos Repoint for my culture, putting on for my people I open up them doors You choosing right through the peephole Cooking dope in the kitchen without heat So he broke He smoked his beef He choke on me He fold on knees He so, so sweet He my baby No, no, you're crazy I told Nicki to keep her sons My sons go number one with mental stronger than guns And spit poems for fun on beat like pa-ra-pa-pum-pum Ay, bro, give me some drums Give me some of my woman with the jiggle I like to wiggle in the warmth of her middle Snuggle a little, fingers twiddle in my hair Give me some snare Words hit hard, percussion, and now we're fucking On a beat built from nothing Now ain't that something Your favorite rapper fronting on a poet coming on a mic like two is strapped on to something How many mics do I How many mics do you Rip on a daily me say mini-money How many mics do I How many mics do you Rip on a daily Me say mini-money You say me say mini-mini-money
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