Get On the Mic Lyrics

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Capture this funakthon loaded by the Mecca Don Into the red zone, you spot my skull and cross bone alone To fill the Watergates, slaughter great, think and meditate Set behind the pace of the CL's war face
Crass and tints, making blueprints for over six figure salaries Luchified, 'cause many did and died The mic wrecka, study Mecca, now building 'Cause I love my shorties like Jesus loved children
'Cause being smooth is the science I crafted To a state, when they incarcerate me I wanna be free And play some D on the high-scoring thrill from the Veronville Taking my yards with no bodyguards
My click's the first round draft pick for time in prison So the only way to cover that is clean living Respect given, hear the bell go, ding It's like Tyson stepping back into the ring, soon as I
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Ladies and gentlemen for dead presidents it represents Now hear what it's like when I get on the mic It's strike cause every Nike I wear is kicking ass there Too dope to scare and too damn smooth to care
So flick your lighters in the air, and let me blow the roof off The Colosseum plus I got to get per diem All deuces file out, and leave the dimes to the front row And when I say, "Go", I want 'em showing lovin'
Tossing dough, 'cause with the daddy unemployed And the old earth raising me, any other rugged nigga's history No mystery, I'm physical in action So guess relaxing is a weekend with Toni Braxton
On your TV is me, incredible MC, B With the P to the R, my break a ways can bounce for days This fillets, I'm trucking jewels like Eric B And all you corny fools can't see me, oh my, my, my
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Healthy, wealthy, and wise is your size Come and try the hardcore, set on down by every law Moving in your Lex trecks out a sextivity At its highest level of funktagious served in major
He's the real Mabel, overqualified to be luchified Pete Rock's the God when my stizile profile Slide into the Milky Way, the Carmel King's sing We're back on crazy to put the duke up in Daisy
Amazingly, none of y'all can faze me never Add the spice to make you shoop like Salt N Pepa How large is he? Mastered my degree in mic surgery With plans to retire at the tender age of 30
Jah is what I cherish, all informers must perish On the down low, lift my peoples from the ghetto In every borough CL is quite thorough In do or die don't try when I anni
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