Lyrics:
came by limousine
And all I have to offer you is this
Just a stupid little love song
(3 chords and a microphone)
Just a stupid little love song
bout on microphones silly
Hand me the mic and I'll turn into a gremlin
Tryna shock the world 'fore I up and break the ceiling
Give em all a feeling
No
everybody want to stare
Know a few women, but no, I'm not a player
Just fascinated by asses and long hair
A king in my chair a prince amongst thieves
Branded
comparison, I embarrassment
Cause microphone harassment
Here's where the fear and terror spin
I'm hit brick, decipher these look-a-like MCs
Claimin' they rock
you!
In the microphone
I love you! I love, I love you!
And everyday, I swear by my name
I love you!
Can't help but say
I love you! I love, I love you!
Oh
a swing-a, or a "I love you-a,"
I love, I love to sing!
Give me a song-a
About a son-a gun that went and done her wrong-a.
But keep it clean-a,
By
microphones that I can clutch
Droppin' bombs, combinin' the club attracts
like the Ol' Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
And I can split the atom of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule
Look
Living in the Moment got the fresh kids on me
Behind the microphone that's where i make you niggas bleed
I'm the chosen one I'm number one in
microphone is portable
For any immortal man, swords is not affordable
Never take a loss cause I'm hard to beat
I ain't cheap but don't sell me a dream I
can get by.
And I'm feelin' that now I can get by.
Born alone I'll die alone, just me myself and the microphone.
Only thing that feels at home, write
the plan y'all
Targeted by that ole' boy but I ain't backing down
No sir I am not playin'
Microphones like a sling 'n stone
Out here winnin for the kingdom
If you messing with D dot
Hoe you know I go so hard
Please don't make me have to pull yo card
I'm the shit bitch
And on the microphone I flow so hard
yes the microphone doctor
One wrecks, the other destroys
And if you think that you're ready to mess (kill the noise)
We don't play when it's time
the microphone doctor
One wrecks, the other destroys
And if you think that you're ready to mess (kill the noise)
We don't play when it's time to slay
I take a cut
De pasada, que no a pasado nada Pt.1
Sin tanto visaje mi pana
Me gusta el ruido, mezclado con sustancias
Una vida lenta sin preocuparse
Ellos te
De pasada, que no a pasado nada, Pt.1
Sin tanto visaje mi pana
Me gusta el ruido, mezclado con sustancias
Una vida lenta sin preocuparse
Ellos te
are
Against saying what we want to say the right way
ya know what I'm saying, so what we're gonna do
Is kick back, swing a little funky beat by my
style, not heard by the usual
You bite you get damaged, so my brothers stay mutual
While I'm makin and takin, emcees shakin and flakin
Pre-heat my oven
Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga
rocking the microphone and she's calling me honey
Says I know what I want don't move with thugs
Well house parties hip hop and smoking drugs
really think you're fucking with us numb nuts
Never pull a trigger hit a nigga with gun bust
Nonviolent, I'm nonviolent
My Holy Bible got bombs by it
Pt.1
Problemas mentales, convertidos en crema
Soltamos de tu dosis solo para que lo cheques
Que no es lo mismo estos rapers, que unos delincuentes!
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