Текст песни Hilltop Hoods - Mic Felon
Hilltop Hoods - Mic Felon слова песни
[Verse One - Pressure]I got committed to the pen now my shit`s so locked downMCs think I`m doing time for this hip-hop soundDebris the mastermind, Suffa`s my partner in crimeI be the microphone felon, tell them your master designIt all started when I was young fiending for micsDreaming of heights that I would be reaching despiteNo one would put me on, or even play me at thatSo earned my dues ganking mics labelled radio shackAt open mic one night far from sober or with itThis guy pulls me off and says `You`re rhyming over the limitAnd heading that way you won`t last a day or a nightYou need to be down for the long haul kid we call `em lifersBeside you need to stick with me cos rhyme paysAnd I know this heist where we can jack some sine wavesThey`re mainly small timers, freestylersStreet urchins and beat merchants, none of them real rhymersThey`re raping this culture and make me sick to my stomachThese fools need to be arrested for sleeping in public`I dug it, got serious and mastered my rhymeThe rocked to the spot with my new partner in crimeTrespassed on stage, stole the mic to further insultCommitted arsony, defamation and verbal assaultThey tried to blame the engineer oblivious to our ploySo we crept backstage as they buried the sound boyI stole the DJs crates and his diamond needlesNow they got me on the run so it`s time to leave ya`llWe tried to cross the border, got cause as a noun carrierPulled over and evicted for breaking the sound barrierThis cop threw me to the ground, cos hip hop is violentSaid `You got freedom of speech, just choose to remain silent`Then he checked in the trunk and he found the hot soundI got committed to the pen now my shit`s locked down[Chorus]I`m a rhyme felon peeps do what I tell themPeople can`t handle the product that I`m sellingI left my dwelling now I`m on the runMicrophone felony number oneI`m a rhyme felon peeps do what I tell themPeople can`t handle the product that I`m sellingI left my dwelling now I`m on the runMicrophone felony number oneI`m a rhyme felon peeps do what I tell themPeople can`t handle the product that I`m sellingI left my dwelling now I`m on the runMicrophone felony number one