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
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
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
sounds nice check five
My mic sounds nice check six
Our mics sound nice check seven
Where aliens got pistols 'round they V-necks
Snub nose, Kleenex
I suppose I done drove artists to a place
Where the daily deceased sleep at
Competition
Oh, I've got five people in my family
And there's not one of them I'd swap.
There is a sister, and two brothers,
And a mother, and a pop (that's
style 別の流儀
アイビーで飾る木製 mic
簡単には音出る訳なんてない (wow)
日昇るまで where the party at
眠るまで oh where the party at
Sing it 歌い また drink it 飲み また
生まれ変わり
即 飲み干す
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
I did not diss Taylor Swift
And I've never dissed her
First thing is I'm an artist and as an artist
I will express how I feel with no censorship
Detroit for almost five years
While the music industry melts the fuck down?
Do you know how many people lost their jobs
Because of your fuckin' vacation?
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my
I've been drinking, I've been drinking
I get filthy when that liquor get into me
I've been thinking, I've been thinking
Why can't I keep my
dues paid, gimme that
I am limelight, Blueprint, five Mics
Go-Getters rhyme like, should've been signed twice
Most imitated, GRAMMY nominated
Hotel
I've been overthinking but I ain't stressing oh yeah!!
Bangkitsi extension 1 till 10 from 1 to 10 might go to 5 and cop a Xan
Bangkitsi extension 1 till
My skill set through my
Skills– I’m an artist five years
Old, art school PhD
Art Institute of Chicago i am an artist
I have a condition called
at you like
You're an egomaniac
Or something but then you'll be like
Wait a second, you know I was
A gifted artist since age 5
And like in national
these grands
All these thank you letters from all these fans
Yo me and Mic, we spent five together
Dress code black, gray fitted cap
Mic, been
they won't tell me what not to say
And though me and my party days have all pretty much parted ways
You'd swear to God I've forgot I'm the guy that
getting harder to live
But I would up for being down with the ho
Still I know I got mic control
I'm aware of the high and the low
I've got spiritual
havin' wetter dreams, drop the mic, let it sing
I've been ready for the war and whatever that'll bring
From when niggas don't engage and they still let
on stage and grab the mic from
Someone else's? You know
This arena tomorrow
It’s gonna be a completely different set up
Some concert something like that
This
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
remember to still clap if I lose
I see myself up on the screen
Split into five different artists on TV
And just look normal, don't get turned into a meme
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