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Hahahahaa, you don`t stopYou keep on and you don`t stopYou can`t front on thatTo the S-K-B, you don`t stopHa... whooWell just plug me in just like I was Eddie Harrisyou`re eating crazy cheese like you`d think I`m from ParisYou know I get fly, you think I get highYou know that I`m gone and I`m a tell you all whySo tell me who are you dissing; maybe I`m missingThe reason that you`re smiling or wilding so listenIn my head I just want to take `em downImagination set loose and I`m gonna shake `em downLet it flow like a mud slideWhen I get on I like to ride and glideI`ve got depth of perception in my text y`allI get props at my mention `cause I vex y`allSo what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (what`cha want?)When you`re so funny with the money that you flauntI said where`d you get your information from huh?You think that you can front when revelation comes?I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)Well they call me Mike D the ever loving manI`m like Spoonie Gee (whoo ooh), I`m the metropolitician (yeyeyeyeah!)You scream and you holler, about my Chevy ImpalaBut the sweat is getting wetter than the ring around your collarBut like a dream I`m flowing without no stoppingSweeter than a cherry pie with ready whip toppingGoin` from mic to mic kickin` it wall to wallWell i`ll be calling out you people like a casting callOh well it`s wacked when you`re jacked in the back of a ridewith your know with your flow when you`re out gettin` byBelieve me, what you see is what you getAnd you see me, comin` off as you can betWell I think I`m losin` my mind, this timeThis time I`m losin` my mind; that`s rightI said I think I`m losin` my mind, this timeThis time, I`m losing my mind (this time!)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)But little do you know about something that I talk aboutI`m tired of driving it`s due time that I walk aboutBut in the meantime, I`m wise to the demiseI`ve got eyes in the back of my head so I realizeWell I`m Dr. Spock I`m here to rock y`allI want you off the wall, if you`re playing the wallI said what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (what`cha want?)I said what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (what`cha want?)Suckers write me checks, and then they bounceSo I reach into my pocket for the fresh amountSee I`m the long leaner victor the cleanerI`m the illest motherfucker from here to GardenaWell I`m as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauceYou`ve got the rhyme and reason but no causeSo if you`re hot to trot you think you`re slicker than greaseI`ve got news for you crews, you`ll be suckin` like a leech!I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)I said so what`cha what`cha what`cha want? (so what`cha want?)[B-Real]I got the big brown bootswhen you wanna get kicked like a rhymefrom the heart and the mindthere was a time when the blunt got lickedI take a hit of the weed and then blew a smoke screenNo Visine just a little, Afro-Sheenand a High Times magazineI like to smoke y`all, but the pigs come sweatingthey like the smell of the weed that I`m smokingthey can`t have none of the number one sess-stashSo keep your hands off the hashDon`t act rash, cause if you move too fastI`ll pull out my gat and blast your sorry ass...And you can kiss my ass, hahaThat was the "M" to the "I" to the "K" to the "E" to the "D" y`allGhetto Block

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