I was a before I became a teen I melted instead of cones of ice cream Music so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles 'Cause I the mic and try to say, yes y'all They tried to take it and say that I'm too Cool 'cause I don't get I kick a hole in the speaker the plug then I jet
Back to the lab a mic to grab So I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, then I another one To dis the opposite ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and Don't it sound amazing 'cause every is made and
Thought of, 'cause it's of an addiction by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, just in The mic is a Drano, erupting Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, everything is in the cold So it can coincide, my thoughts to guide, forty-eight to slide The invincible, fiend Rakim, spread the word, 'cause I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operator correctly
But back to the problem, I habit You solve it, silly rabbit The prescription is a tone that's thorough when I fiend for a like heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix Give me a and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of Beware, it's the
A menace to a microphone, a lethal An assasinator, if the people stepping You see a of me that you never seen When I'm for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend After twelve, I'm worse a Gremlin Feed me Hip hop and I start The thrill of suspense is intense, you're But this ain't the cinemas of 'Tales From the Dark
By any means necessary, this is has to be done Make way 'cause I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a must I bust any mic you're hand to me It's inherited, runs in the family I wrote the rhyme broke the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full Now I don't want to have to let off, you of kept off You didn't the stage warm, step off
and Gentleman, you're about to see A past hobby about to be Take it to the maximum, I relax see I'm hype as a hyperchrondriac the rap be one Hell of a antidote, you can't smoke More dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke More than cracked up, you should backed up For those who act up need to be more than up
Any entertainer, I got a chamber One on one and I'm the So close your and hold your breath And I'm a wit the blow of death Before you go, you'll remember you The fiend of a microphone, I'm the fiend
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