I was a before I became a teen I microphone instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip hop was like pieces of puzzles complicated 'Cause I the mic and try to say, yes y'all They tried to 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 then I add all the I had One after the other one, then I another one To dis the then ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I for nicotine But I don't a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and Don't it sound 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, verses, just stuck in The mic is a Drano, volcanoes Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, everything is written in the So it can coincide, my thoughts to guide, tracks to slide The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim, spread the word, I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operating correctly
But to the problem, I gotta habit You can't solve it, silly The is a hyper tone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like as the bass kicks, I need a fix Give me a and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a 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 seen When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the fiend After twelve, I'm worse that a Feed me Hip hop and I start The thrill of suspense is intense, you're But this ain't the cinemas of 'Tales the Dark Side'
By any means necessary, this is what has to be Make way 'cause here I come, my DJ cuts material, imperial It's a must that I bust any mic hand to me It's inherited, runs in the family I wrote the rhyme that the bull's back If don't slow 'em up, I carry a full pack Now I don't want to have to let off, you of kept off You didn't the stage warm, step off
Ladies and Gentleman, about to see A past hobby about to be Take it to the maximum, I relax see I'm hype as a 'cause the rap be one of a antidote, something you can't smoke More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, broke More than cracked up, you should have up For who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a chamber One on one and I'm the So close eyes and hold your breath And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of Before you go, you'll you seen The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone
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