Lyrics:
Hey, from the end to the intro, meaning the beginning (of what?)
So I got the microphone one-two, one-two, here I go again
Ready (to what?), to do
closed casket, his family needs a closure
And Moses had ten commandments, Huey had ten points
Won't see my homie for ten, dropped him off at the joint
and maybe a rhyme
I cross my arms and I was waitin', but I was hatin'
The rappers on the microphone was frontin', just fakin'
They wasn't breakin',
and maybe a rhyme
I cross my arms and I was waitin', but I was hatin'
The rappers on the microphone was frontin', just fakin'
They wasn't breakin',
on the duck
But for now my time is taken, so bitch you gets naythin
Microphone check, hit the deck, if you can't take the heat
Original baby gangsta's
black man
You are attacking all black men
I must sever the hesitation and speak to my generation
Be the voice of freedom and slavery so they have
the microphone
And my doubters running out; moment of silence for my foes
It's the return of the stunna, no baby
But I'm driving them crazy by being more amazing
is a soldier
Aim getting had by his swag
Cah he is at wild cause
He had five crown Coronas i mean that's boog
I well as might know what is Bogus
Ask
No, my brother, you've got to buy your own
Yeah
Yeah, woo
Yo, it's like the box sets
Star Wars, Fast and Furious franchises
Six projects, six
Gecko
Foreign to get through
Had a bitch try to line me in Brooklyn
By Seth low other niggas
Wouldn't have seen it but I got the memo
My shooter from St
fill me up?
I'm on the microphone like can you turn me up
These bitches know I only hit em blasted
2019 Benz, don't crash it
Hate my opps, put em in
Yeah yeah
You already slow
Slowin' down 2 nite homey
H-U-E-Y
You already no what it is
Hits committed partner
Were goin' out 2 nite
I'm
And this is how it goes (how it goes)
I just pick a style to flow (style to flow)
So when I get the microphone (the microphone)
That is when they
foes til they rested in crypts and tombs
Where gloom blooms in ruins influenced by looming doom
Of the microphone attuned to boom on looney goons
matic
High 5 to my clique when you marry the strip
Go to war then its guaranteed you carried by 6
7 o'clock we ate holding 9's going at 10 Bodies laid
Unsigned Hype
'Til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page
Daydreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage
I thought I saw Eazy
bitches
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin'
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin'
bitches
I roll with groups of ghetto bastards with biscuits
Check it, my method on the microphone's bangin'
Wu-Tang slang'll leave your headpiece hangin'
This is for them just in case and them can't wait
This is for all kids in the hood without a microphone,
This one's for Jamil Jahi you make my light
national anthem
Verse Three: Sir Mix-a-Lot
Am I a communist? No. But my brain ain't slow
Not long ago, Mix-a-Lot was po'
Never helped out by the ones
the world, then on Friday I hit the club
Hoping that my dick get rubbed by some fat asses
Niggas get to scrappin' then you hear the gats blasting
Damn, hope
Other people suck. So, you're surrounded by other people, Huey Lewis is playing. Literally, Huey Lewis, the guy he's in hell. His hell is to play fucking
thought y'all was talkin heavy
Oh now you want my shit well lil baby is you shittin me?
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it by
We'll make it
FREEDOM FOR YOU, AND FOR ME
IT COULD BE JUST LIKE HUMAN RIGHT`S
OH MY FRIEND MICROPHONE
HEY , DA DA DEH, DA DA DEH
MICROPHONE, PLEASE DON`T
TAKE ME
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