I was a fiend I became a teen I melted microphone of cones of ice cream orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted pieces of puzzles complicated 'Cause I the mic and try to say, yes y'all They tried to take it and say that I'm too 'cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug I jet
to the lab without a mic to grab So I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, then I make one To dis the opposite ask if the brother's done I get a like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is and
Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, stuck in The mic is a Drano, erupting Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, is written in the cold So it can coincide, my to guide, forty-eight tracks to slide The invincible, fiend Rakim, spread the word, 'cause I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operator operating
But to the problem, I gotta habit You can't solve it, silly The prescription is a hyper tone that's when I fiend for a microphone like Soon as the kicks, I need a fix Give me a and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a or is it a state of unawareness? Beware, it's the
A menace to a microphone, a 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 fiend After twelve, I'm worse a Gremlin me Hip hop and I start trembling The thrill of is intense, you're horrified But ain't the cinemas of 'Tales From the Dark Side'
By any means necessary, this is has to be done Make way here I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a must that I any mic you're hand to me inherited, it's runs in the family I wrote the rhyme broke the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a pack Now I don't want to to let off, you should of kept off You didn't keep the warm, step off
and Gentleman, you're about to see A past time hobby to be Take it to the maximum, I can't see I'm as a hyperchrondriac 'cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote, 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 need to be more than up
Any entertainer, I got a chamber One on one and I'm the So close your eyes and hold breath And I'm a wit the blow of death Before you go, remember you seen The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone
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