Lyrics:
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my dj deshay cuttin' all them z's
Hittin' hard and the girlies
the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me
From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by
by any and all the means type
I start to feel mean
Tyson who I'm hit'n like, Mike, 1993, Mike
Pass the ball to me, Mike
Billie to the Jean, Mike aye
finesse writes rhymes by the chapter
Adapt to rap but I won't even break yet
So damn hype that I might blow your tape deck
Full grown, stoned to the bone
Cristo by Zeitgeist
Dite che son scarso voi siete pazzi
La tua mami l'altra sera mi ha fatto delle avance
La porto a fare un giro ah Fake Taxi
Finisco e
birds can't fathom this, equipped
Keep my ducks in a row like Gordon Bombay
Cornish hens that pass by is waving
Cot damn, I reject propriety
Keep cats
a rocket, now I'm icy like comets
Race to the cash like Jeff Gordon
Feeling like Mike, cause I'm always scoring
Going Scottie like Pippen, I got rings like
greats Miles Davis, John Coltrane, Dexter Gordon, Roy Hargrove and Mike Phillips. She feels that it's greats like these that have set the platform for who
living in a cage
Came from a nice home but now a stray
Gimme lemon I sip the lemonade
She want a crib, a kid, and plus a ring
White and black Mike jack I
Gordon, Patti Smith, Joni Mitchell and Joan Jett, Grace Jones, Cosey Fanni Tutti, Cardi B, Zyklon B, Plan B, Rest In Peace Mike Ternasky, Questionable
Damn man
It's been too long man
Gotta get myself out of this funk dawg
Man sometimes I just feel like
It could happen overnight
Fight like I'm Mike
chronicles of love contain multiple pages
Gotta know that our mission is no longer contemplatin
Might've blossomed as a youth
Or by the end of these
you, at the same time want to see you crumble
We gon' hustle rain or sunshine, love to see us rumble
[ VERSE 1: Mr. Mike ]
We out the do', you know
Right about now
You are about to be possessed
By the sounds of
MC Rob Base and DJ E-Z Rock
Hit it!
It takes two to make a thing go right
It
Damn those seats they're gonna fill
Ain't no fake I just rap real
Ain't no snitch I ain't gonna tell
I make fire like I'm Zuko
Just started out by sold
All the money and fame, eight by tens
Of the whole Rat Pack inside of a big frame
Collidin' with big names that could've made your career stop
All
[Verse 1]
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D-Nice
D.J. Doc you know he's down with us
D-Square, he's down with us
Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us
I.C.U., you know he's down with us
D-Nice
people know him by the name of, uh, Microphone Mike
But those of us who know him well call him Michael Troy Nine
Give it up, give it up
I wanna give
came the cars
Next thing I know I'ma ghetto superstar
He come the haters travelin' by the packs
But never mind them cause uh bitch I'm back
I pour
of the rhymes I say
I'm selling sex rhymes by the pound
You horny MC's
I watch you getting around my agh shit
The skills to pay the bills
I got the got the got
so just rock
And before we start it all
Let's give our crew roll call
And since we've no time to stall we
Might as well start
With DLB, Tito, Mike C,
Dear Grammy, I ain't called you
Dear dad I haven't wrote you
I've been tryna get doper, hope this a double dose-er
Of that rhyme and flow
I've been
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