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that can hold his own [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone [Q-Tip] Yo you gotta stick wit it dun you cant leave it alone [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone
on a railing Been excelling at failing That I think wrong, I dont belong I dont fit, I dont give a shit Take my guitar and microphone, pour out my
take a hand And throw it up in the air yeah just like that now Chill and watch me rap cause I'm flowing (Flowing) Just like water I slaughter (Slaughter) A battle, put me
not fuckin around Stuck in the ground, fitted with a suit in a pine box (hah!) with my fresh pressed khakis in a slingshot So heatbox all day in a nigga
a liking to Psych I'm spiking you like a football Been this way since I've stood a foot tall Your'e a good catch with a sh-tty spouse Pretty mouth and a
a breath left on my death bed screaming F that yeah super ill baby what the deal we can chill, split half a pill and a happy meal fuck a stank slut I cut my
't imagine A man who ain't a lover of beats or a fan of scratching This is for my family, the kid who had a cameo on my last jam Plus the man who never
when he showers You flowers got no clout with a thing You could date a stick of dynamite and wouldn't go out with a bang I showered the slang, simple as A
I stand, Being on stage with a mic in my hand, Busting it live to the crowd, The age is 20, I'm from the south! Be a part, Break my heart. Get ready
I’m a poisonous pill, Pop me in your mouth baby, sit and distil, Not yet, I ain’t through wit’ you girl, Put me in your glass baby, give me a swirl.
(Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear, you know (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want
You're like the missing piece Of a day's old puzzle Try to shut me up I won't wear your muzzle Nobody's got my back I keep it our visual It's the only
super nature god damn Cerrone on the microphone I am Adrock a.k.a sharp cheddar My rhymes are better What the Helen in Troy is that? Did I hear you say my
dance the bugaloo Like George Whipple on New York One Got a hairy ass and that's no fun I'm in the rhyme zone a different time zone And on the microphone
cheese is gonna make me cry Gorgonzola, Provolone Don't even get me started on this microphone Blowin' up like my name is Joe Bazooka I'm a super-dooper
threw it away Been a long time Since a federal dime Made a jukebox sound Like a mirror in my mind Control my worries Fix my thoughts Throw my hopes Like a
To represent my community 'n a rap culture I shout like a vulture a straight murdurer Killin methods you never heard of a This is an open microphone
