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How many mic's do we rip on the
Say me say moni, Say me say many, many, many
How mic's do we rip on the daily
Say me say moni, Say me say many, many, many

I get mad frustrated I rhyme
Thinking of all them kids who try to do
For all the wrong
change, mad things rearrange
But it all stays the same like the doctor Strange
I'm like the rapper,
Get red a snapper when they do that
Got whole block saying "True dat"
If only they that,
It was you who was irregular,
Sold your for some secular
Muzak wack,
you use that loop over and over
Claiming you got a new style
attempts are futile, ooh child
puerile,
Brain are sterile
You can't create, you wait to take, my tape's
with malice
Hands get
grippin' microphones from here to Dallas
Go ask Alice if you believe me,
I get Inner Visions like
See me, ascend from the chalice the weed be
Indeed be like Khalil
make me vomit
I get
Freak your with no rehearsal
Oh, mon frere
don't you even go
Me without a mic is like a without a snare
I dare to into your ego,
We go, way like some ganja and pelequo
Or Coleco,
My mind makes in your anatomy
And I'll back with Deuteronomy
Or Leviticus, God made this
You get with this
Sweet licorice,
Dangerous syphillis, yeah.

How many mic's do we rip on the
moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do we rip on the
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How mic's do you rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How mic's do we rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,

I used to be
Now I iron, makes my shit constipated
I'm concentrated.
So on my day off,
With Sonnenberg I play golf
Run through Heights screaming out Mazel Tov
with no man
Before black, I'm human
Appetite to write like Frederick douglass with a slave
Street pressure word to poppa, I goin' under
One day have a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla
Momma told me "You're one in a million"
Always watch your back, never tangle Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a deal, "How does it feel?"
I'm never gonna survive unless I get crazy Seal.
Cause the whole out of order
So at night the fiend's dance on Grease John Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left my Guinness Stout
Brother brother can't you get this through head
It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us their Infra - reds.

How mic's do you rip on the daily
moni, say me say many, many, many
How many do I rip on the daily
Many moni, say me say many, many,
How mic's do we rip on the daily
moni, say me say many, many, many

Too many MC's not enough
Exit your show like I exit the
Dice and dynamite dolomite
double delight, I don't Dick Van Dyke
to starbrite the freaks come out at night
Like my man (I wear my sunglasses at night)
And my will mosh your entourage
Squash your squad and your body under my garage.
And when the cops come
be bookin' to Brooklyn
Leave the broken flippin' tokens to Hoboken
A getaway like Alec Baldwin
Drivin' in my fast car Tracy Chapman

How many do we rip on the daily
moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do you rip on the
moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do we rip on the
moni, say me say many, many, many
How mic's do we rip on the daily
moni, Say me say many, many, many, many
Many, many, many, moni, many, many, many, many, many, many,