How Many Mics

Evita Colon

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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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