Luyện nghe bài hát Microphone

The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic, the
The mic

Too many Indians and no
I pull out the pistol when I no piece
I'm the blueprint, I have clothes
Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and prints

I bless a joint, it's like Spock
Came up in the spot and grabbed the beat by the pressure
I got the voc in touch, I my bitch
I'm a give up drinkin' she give her emotions up

Too many enemies and no
Too many hate snitchin' but know squealers, I get stacks
I blam hard with the click-clack, that Antarctica wrap
I spit crack for yard to get dope
gotta wait for the transporter to get back

So who's the illest? you talkin 'bout?
Die Hard like you Bruce when I shoot to kill it
Too hood guys, not enough good guys
The way you say in plural is puss-i

I don't be fuckin' around on that
When I'm kickin' them flows on that
The illest that's holdin' that microphone
I put my heart and my soul in microphone
I put it down on that
Turn up the motherfuckin' sound on that

But turn it down if you on that microphone
Lame niggaz shouldn't on that microphone
My show me holdin' a microphone
That's on my momma, I was born a microphone

Groupies love Crooked I on the
Like James Brown I'm a die on the
Too many rappers to leave this mic alone
They on the same that Mike was on

You're at the unseen, missin' and to the unheard
I kill your with one word Slaughterhouse
verbally flirtin' with murder, you got some nerve
I lift your skirt a young perv knock 'em out

We the mob, homie who a job?
I'm so fly tell Derek Fisher I need a lob
Too many in this I need to rob
And if niggaz made you obese, I be The Blob

Fuck props, nigga a different conquest
Listen this hear me spittin' think it's a contest
I'm in it for power, if cowards try to me
better off usin' a fishin' pole to reel in the Lock Ness

Yes, I got a barrel that'll spot
If you are what you eat, how I'm not pussy?
You lil' better come off that microphone
I'm but I'm dumb on that microphone

Don't bother, you'll be done on that microphone
I turn a father to a son on that
I'm a revolver in the slum on that
And his R's I don't need no microphone

Too many tend to be silly
Too many frogs go rabbit but leave lilies
I get it poppin' like a ineen
Now I'm havin' a of a good time, I'm a Free Willy

Y'all lip singers take a pic, click, really
Fans, who their man, I'm they quick pick
of you kids spit evenly
You my verse is like a thick bitch leavin' me

Ha ha, too many fantasies and no
Too many claimin' insanity and so sane
Less wack Scooby Snack lack flow game
Rappers everything I do be that cocaine

Your career is doobie wraps, slap Joe
In any one of them say hello to the hearses
Too many monkey see, doers
I slaughter pigs on my tail like Punky

Niggaz know I get it in on microphone
don't know where to begin on that microphone
I don't see how y'all could win on microphone
A pioneer, I set trends on microphone
Decide who you wan' be on microphone

I see a of lil' me's, micro clones
Too many 20 Vic's I'm on
the web, it don't matter what site you on
Save his mouth he's runnin' off
I tell 'em or a tunnel, give a fluck how I come across

All these be tough guys, son is soft
Gun go off, like a good show, just spun 'em off
Treat like fags who drop the soap
They mic got Alzheimer's, that they was dope

Too many dogs, not enough yet
Too blueprints, not enough architects
Rhyme started yet, still every bar's a mess
record sales or who the machine markets best

I'm the last motherfucker that should test
I'm the sharp shooter, you the nigga I next
Too many like y'all that fly
it 'cause we set the bar that high
(Fool)

I be fuckin' around on that microphone
You lame niggaz shouldn't speak on microphone
You lil' niggaz need to off that microphone
know I get it in on that microphone

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