Lyrics:
Is this mic on?
Hey, Hey! Hey-hey-hey! Turn the mic up, c'mon, c'mon
Is the mic on or not? I want the mic
We're bringing up nobody, nobody
Nobody
(辛い記憶も)
一気に (時代の roar)
即 飲み干す (自分と共存)
一気に (okay now I'm ready fo' sho')
さあ 飲め飲め飲め飲め このグラス ay
さあ 酔え酔え酔え 今 to your artist
ワンショット (one shot) ツーショット
P!
Real artists
Fake artists
Hot artists
Wack artists
Hard artists
Soft artists
I'm addressing all artists
I'm a prisoner, a slave to this
One, two
Right about now I'd like to dedicate this song
Out to my main homey, Mike D
A'ight, let's kick it
Ready go
Get on the mic, get get
NAT KING COLE LYRICS
Nature Boy
:Artist: Nat King Cole
-from his "The Greatest Of Nat King Cole" LP-Capitol SLB-6803
-peak Billboard position # 1
kindergarten I acquired the knowledge
And after twelve grade I went straight to college
Down with the kings on the mic, a full swinger
The P to the are, not
how a king move
(What up, son?) yo, yo, yo, yo, ayo
Blood on my hands and it look like candy
I pay ay lawyers and the mic can't stand me
Ya yah, ya
Who studies honesty with wilder-gaze
While through it's oddity must
It's wings take flight!
Through alchemy the artist's mind's a maze, a
Labyrinth
I'm on the mic that's fine but that don't scare me
It's been a long time but I'm back now
Rap pow welcome to the rap house
Rap pow will live till I
of the empathy, you resent me, king of remorse
King of my enemies, may they father feed, I rejoice
King of the skyscrapers, dodging haters, broke religion
Nine
I'm on the mic that's fine but that don't scare me
It's been a long time but I'm back now
Rap pow welcome to the rap house
Rap pow will live till I
the artist development
Am I who gave you the growth?
You didn't bloom by yourself
Somebody had to plant the seed
The sun shine, and now king me
The rapper's
stop!
The ?? artist, hittin' hardest, smartest
Professor, compressor, impressor to the lesser
Low-life ?? of the mic
I come correct! (you surely
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
mic check ah ah mic check mic check mic mic check
One, two, three, four (vox voice)
Echo, echo, echo, echo
Reverb...
Mic check ah ah mic check
of a complainant for something I must do
What we might get at this evening, if we are lucky
If the mic doesn't fail, if my voice holds out, is what the importance
I'm flowing prose to cons and cons to pros
I'm scheming rhyme against reason like it was flow against know
But beyond the concepts and emotions that
I gaze at Your moon and Your stars
Mounted like jewels in their setting
I know You are the fascinating artist who fashioned it all
When I look up
mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to
Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King
Kill the King
Hey, darlin' know any bands for my play my party?
Um, I don't know
How 'bout Fall Out Boy?
The king is dead (long live the king)
The king is
know it's me
This is "My Philosophy," many artists got to learn
I'm not flammable, I don't burn
So please stop burning, and learn to earn respect
Fill it up, don't stop you see me on top
Yeah, I'm feeling hot
When a girl has everything
All she wants is a king
The king, king, king, king-king
con artist
She's beautiful, fine, sexy, exotic
Graduated from street college
She about that money, 'bout that cash
She about that life, livin' on fast
All the king's horse and all the king's men
They couldn't put my broken heart back together again.
I woke up this mornin' that this is what I
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