Lyrics:
from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D
one more chance
I'm like I'm not tryna be you man
The things these fellas do for romance
You can hate but you can't stop my swag
I gotta Bollywood
the Glocks , the ARP, yeah, that's my favorite gun
Bae, come smoke wood and sip this drink with me, yea right under the sun
By the time that bitch go down, yea
an ancient dinosaur (Roar)
Swing a microphone like the great mighty Thor
Puba Maxwell is the mack that's hyphenated
Girls seem to love the way my things are
Don't erase what I did, don't erease the beginning!
You're not ready for this.
Uh-huh. You see, my name is KRS-One G
And um, see, when I be
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things
Bombs over Baghdad
Uno, dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things
got me started
Tell you all the little things and stuff that keeps me guarded
Tell you all my favorite songs by all my favorite artists
Tell you
They say I'm unhealthy, hella handsome and wealthy (goddamn)
I look out for the family and I gotta move stealthy (oh)
I'm on my black horse, that's
Flamingos, a view
Microphone, all things to do
In the Caribbean
With fishes and amphibians
Chilling by the shoreline, everything so innocent
Free my mind,
I ain’t got no microphone
I bum that shit off red
Lost my fucking phone
While rolling blunts up in my bed
Schitzo thoughts, gears turning
Yet my mind
before the microphone test
Let you face that type of faith, institutional opposition
Then with all due respect, you are not my competition
Nah
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
[Missy]
Me and my clique
Run through the gutter breaking down shutter
As the beat goes, dun dun dun duna
Ain't nothing better than these favorite
But I know it just ain't the same
But I can't walk away
'Cuz you're my favorite thing
Now you've got me stuck in bed
I don't need you messin' with my
twines
That was broken by cold lies
And I am not your favorite rapper
But I can switch it up and have you go banana-nanas
Now you sitting in your basement
an ancient dinosaur (Roar)
Swing a microphone like the great mighty Thor
Puba Maxwell is the mack that's hyphenated
Girls seem to love the way my things are
for my habits
I manage to pity those flavorless with shitty flows.
Amped of their camp actin out their favorite videos
Save it give me those trophes you
Movies, and smoothies, and Sunday surprises
Cocoa, and candles, and early sunrises
These are a few of my favorite things
Afternoon got me in my zone,
at your door
Then you know why I sit and cry every day
Wishing love could be renewed
If I must be tortured by days gone by
Then crying is my favorite
on the map
Y'nahI'msayin?
I know you love it, the game is so irresistible to touch
You should see me when fienin' for microphones that I can clutch
from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D
my shit wouldn't start
[Chorus]
So duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
Ya gots to duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
fine
Nothing's gonna hurt you baby
Nothing's gonna take you from my side
And we laugh into the microphone and sing
With our sunglasses on, to our
.jpg/270px-The_Microphones_(band).jpg "The Microphones")
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