I was a fiend I became a teen I microphone instead of cones of ice cream orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles 'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, yes tried to take it and say that I'm too small Cool 'cause I get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the then I jet
Back to the lab a mic to grab So I add all the rhymes I had One the other one, then I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's I get a like I fiend for nicotine But I need a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and Don't it amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, it's sort of an addiction Magnetized by the Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, stuck in The mic is a Drano, volcanoes Rhymes overflowing, growing, everything is written in the cold So it can coincide, my to guide, forty-eight tracks to slide The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim, the word, 'cause I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operator correctly
But back to the problem, I gotta You can't solve it, rabbit The prescription is a hyper tone that's 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 put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness? Beware, the reanamator
A to a microphone, a lethal weapon An assasinator, if the people ain't You see a part of me that you never When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone After twelve, I'm that a Gremlin Feed me Hip hop and I start The of suspense is intense, you're horrified But this ain't the cinemas of 'Tales From the Side'
By any necessary, this is what has to be done Make way 'cause I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a must that I any mic you're hand to me It's inherited, it's runs in the I wrote the rhyme that the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a pack Now I don't to have to let off, you should of kept off You keep the stage warm, step off
Ladies and Gentleman, you're to see A past time hobby to be Take it to the maximum, I can't see I'm hype as a 'cause the rap be one of a antidote, something you can't smoke More dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke More than up, you should have backed up For those who act up to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture One on one and I'm the So close your eyes and hold breath And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of Before you go, remember you seen The of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
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