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Oh, look what you've done to me

You can chase the bags and floss the baguettes
As I proceed to give you what you need, m-microphone check
As I

Necessary Roughness

The Lady of Rage

Necessary Roughness

1997

a rush(c'mon) 
Lyrical murderer, microphone bone-crusher
Yeah, yeah y'all
Break a sucker down to dust, ah-hah

Now check the mic stalker, who'll wear you out

If there's a zoot I'm a build up
I'm a microphone killa
Killa killa
No trick up my sleeve I looked into me
I faced all of my fears can't be mad at me

by the ounce
All my ladies shakin ass
While my feet on the couch
Ratchet niggas
Screaming ayee!
Cause the music be loud but see
Niggas like me
We keep

the Golden Gate
Pistol was a throw away, some you niggas don't relate
Keep it player, like 4 Tay in Fillmoe, mane
My moms ran the Y in the West close to Huey's

the Reality Stone
I blew minds from my Sapphire (sa-fire) spitting on the microphone 
I'm that Diamond in the dirt Jaded by the state of rap
Handle beef like

Everything is written in code so it can coincide
My thoughts a guide with forty eight tracks to slide 
The invincible microphone fiend Ra Kim 
Spread the word

What Ya Wanna Do?

Ice-T

The Iceberg/Freedom of Speech...Just Watch What You Say

1989

Grab the microphone and proceed to roar

Are y'all set, all prepared to start
Move in close cause here comes the dope part
By the way, I'm the Taste,

[Intro: Huey & Bobby Valentino]
What's Up lil mama Hits Comited Patna
She don't know about me u don't know I got dat payow
She don't know about me u

How should I start this?
How should I begin?
To sin
Grab the microphone and my rhyme to win
Wheel of Fortune
Spin around
Check it out I'm not a rap

Must not mute the cries - ye-yeah!
Mmmm mmmicrophone
Gimme that microphone
Imma sing it to the microphone
My microphone ah ah
Gimme my microphone ah

When Will They Shoot?

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

surrounded
'Cause he don't like the niggas that I'm down with
Motherfucker wanna do us
'Cause I like Nat, Huey, Malcolm, and Louis
Most got done by a black

ain't shit to me if you ain't real
I'm from the burb side
Whippin' and swerve by
20/20 vision up in my third eye
Got it mapped out with a X on it like

Mhm, mhm
Huey, Huey aye
Live life confined abide by no nonsense
Sit back recline remind myself often
I can't define my grind off yo' options
Done

On the microphone
Ak47 is the way that I flow
Homie, ask about me
They call me SideShow
'Cause I ghost on these hoes
I dispose of my foes
Make them froze
'Cause I'm

Will it stop if I put a hole in that clock with my fist?
The fabric rips, the fabric tears
Flattened by the kick, cut in half by the snare
It’s the bass

it's rugby
Said you bustin that strap how it's rusty
I put rocks on my necks and they crushing
Imma few hours late but don't rush me
You got Blessed by

Engineer as I'm goin' is gettin' higher
Ignitin' with my words, time choir

'Cause I mix the sound, the crowd makes the noise
I hold the microphone

(Next)
Turn the other cheek Huey P. Newton
Non-violent Martin Luther King, Makaveli, West side!
Bullet proof with bullet holes in my jacket
White boys

It's the mother fucking microphone anthem
It's the mother fucking microphone anthem
Can't fuck with us cause we're on the cusp, cusp
Can't fuck with

capping the least
Cold nigga my heart like a fleece
You know her by name
But I know her by treesh
Half of the niggas they cap they lease
No pretending Im

diminished when defined by the greatness and charisma of a few good men
And Huey knew that even way back when
That a man can be taken out
But the soul

As smooth as a walk in the park
Me and my art
Let's try it
Yeah

In love it's hard tell them bye bye bye
The microphone is where I try i try
To get

You pronounce my name Tahgi
Fro in my head like Huey P
I’m in some thousand jeans
With clothes older than me on
Born in East Cleveland but rep