Microphone 作词 : Montgomery, Ryan D. 作曲 : Montgomery, Ryan D. The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The micToo many Indians and no chiefs I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece I'm the blueprint, I have your clothes Lookin' like they was designed by bullet holes and shoe prints When I bless a joint, it's like SpockCame up in the spot and grabbed the beat by the pressure point I got the voc in touch, I tell my ************ I'm a give up drinkin' when she give her emotions up Too many enemies and no killers Too many that hate snitchin' but know squealers, I get stacks I blam hard with the click-clack, that Antarctica wrist wrap I spit crack for yard *******z to get **** Y'all gotta wait for the transporter to get back So who's the illest? What you talkin 'bout? Die Hard like you Bruce Willis when I shoot to kill it Too many hood guys, not enough good guys The way you say ************ in plural is puss-i I don't be ******' around on that microphone When I'm kickin' them flows on that microphone The illest ******* that's holdin' that microphone I put my heart and my soul in that microphone I put it down on that microphone Turn up the mother******' sound on that microphone But turn it down if you weak on that microphone Lame *******z shouldn't speak on that microphone My ultrasounds show me holdin' a microphone That's on my momma, I was born with a microphone Groupies love Crooked I on the microphone Like James Brown I'm a die on the microphone Too many rappers need to leave this mic alone They on the same bull************t that Mike was on You're lookin' at the unseen, missin' and to the unheard I kill your career with one word Slaughterhouse You're verbally flirtin' with murder, you got some nerve I lift your skirt like a young perv knock 'em out We the mob, homie who need a job? Plus I'm so fly tell Derek Fisher I need a lob Too many in this industry I need to rob And if eatin' *******z made you obese, I be The Blob ******* props, ******* this a different conquest Listen this hear me spittin' think it's a pissing contest I'm in it for power, if cowards try to stop me They better off usin' a fi************n' pole to reel in the Lock NessYes, I got a barrel that'll spot wussies If you are what you eat, how come I'm not ************? You lil' *******z better come off that microphone I'm educated but I'm dumb on that microphone Don't even bother, you'll be done on that microphone I turn a father to a son on that microphone I'm a revolver in the slum on that microphone And tell his R's I don't need no microphone Too many critics tend to be silly Too many frogs go rabbit but never leave lilies I get it poppin' like a ineen milli Now I'm havin' a whale of a good time, I'm a Free WillyY'all lip singers take a pic, click, cheese really Fans, who their man, I'm they quick pick easily None of you kids spit evenly You body my verse is like a thick ************ leavin' me Ha ha, too many fantasies and no fame Too many claimin' insanity and they so sane Less than wack Scooby Snack lack flow game Rappers everything I do be that crack ******* Your career is doobie wraps, slap Joe nameIn any one of them verses say hello to the hearses Too many monkey see, monkey doers I slaughter pigs on my tail like Punky Brewster *******z know I get it in on that microphone Y'all don't know where to begin on that microphone I don't see how y'all could win on that microphone A pioneer, I set trends on that microphone Decide who you wan' be on that microphone I see a bunch of lil' me's, micro clones Too many 20 milligram Vic's I'm on Killed the web, it don't matter what site you on Save his mouth 'fore he's runnin' off I tell 'em bridge or a tunnel, give a fluck how I come across All these wanna be tough guys, son is soft Gun go off, havin' like a good show, just spun 'em off Treat old-timers like fags who drop the soap They mic got Alzheimer's, forgot that they was **** Too many dogs, not enough barkin' yet Too many blueprints, not enough architects Rhyme ain't started yet, still every bar's a mess ******* record sales or who the machine markets best I'm the last mother******* that y'all should test I'm the sharp shooter, you the ******* I target next Too many frontin' like y'all that fly Reach it 'cause we set the bar that high(Fool) I don't be ******' around on that microphone You lame *******z shouldn't speak on that microphone You lil' *******z need to come off that microphone *******z know I get it in on that microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone The mic, the microphone