I was a fiend before I became a I melted microphone instead of cones of ice Music orientated so hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of complicated '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 in the speaker pull the plug then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to So I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, I make another one To dis the opposite then ask if the done I get a craving like I for nicotine But I need a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and Don't it sound amazing every rhyme is made and
of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction Magnetized by the Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, just in The mic is a Drano, volcanoes Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, is written in the cold So it can coincide, my to guide, forty-eight tracks to slide The invincible, microphone Rakim, spread the word, 'cause I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operating correctly
But back to the problem, I gotta You solve it, silly rabbit The prescription is a tone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix me a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a of unawareness? Beware, the reanamator
A menace to a microphone, a lethal An assasinator, if the people stepping You see a part of me that you never When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the fiend After twelve, I'm worse that a me Hip hop and I start trembling The thrill of is intense, you're horrified But this ain't the cinemas of 'Tales From the Side'
By any means necessary, is what has to be done Make way 'cause here I come, my DJ material, grand imperial a must that I bust any mic you're hand to me It's inherited, runs in the family I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a pack Now I don't want to have to let off, you should of 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 Hell of a antidote, something you smoke More than dope, trying to move away but you can't, you're broke More than cracked up, you should backed up For who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture One on one and I'm the So close your eyes and 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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