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Текст песни Mykill Miers - Rock the Mic

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"Ladies and gentlemen.."{*scratched repeatedly: "When I`m rockin the mic.."*}Uhh, yeah, it`s like this - that`s rightDiverse classics, Ill BoogieThis is how you gotta rock the mic (say what?)There`s ways to do it (that`s right)Step one..[Mykill Miers]My-kill got skills that might make you pop pillsWhen I bust you cats duck like a dropped drillDanger, the Carson strangler is on the looseBang bang, lyrics ricochet like a deuce-deuceMC`s they pull on my nerves like a loose toothI ain`t got it all y`all, I think one of my screws looseCrews lose, in the contestIf you wanna come test then come freshI think you better confess, cause you ain`t all that freshYou was in front of your boys, talkin all that messTalkin loud as hell, stickin out your bird chestBut without your peeps, you get quiet and nervousWhat happened to that tough guy trash talkBetter keep your mouth shut or you`ll be on the asphaultIt`s your own fault, I`ll put your career to a haltYour notebook and mic is outlined in chalk, but uhh[Chorus 2X: Mykill Miers]Aiyyo you gots to like the way I rock the micI rocks it right, the crowd be hypedSo get up (what?) And throw your hands in the airAnd wave `em all around like you just don`t care[Mykill Miers]I be servin y`all, lyrically murder y`allSayin you can beat me on the mic man that`s some nerve of y`allI ain`t never heard of y`all, who you say you was?You ain`t the hottest rapper out, you don`t have a buzzI intimidate wack rappers who try to imitateI break your style down, let me demonstrateAnyone who emulates, I obliterateMy mental state is too strong to manipulateI have no apathy for a wack MCMy mission is to destroy those who battle meI put rappers to death, if they can`t bust tightWe can battle via fax, e-mail or websiteI keeps it fundamental, on the instrumentalI be the rapper to death with a pencilto put `em in the hospital, they condition is criticalBruised battered and scarred lookin all pitiful[Chorus][Mykill Miers]You doin way too much, thinkin I`ma get touchedWhen I bust, I turn the microphone to dustMy mind control, yo it defines my soulAnd I`ma keep rockin mics `til it`s my time to goMy kind of flow has never been heard befo`I`m familiar to some of the true listeners knowthat I`m about to set it, testin me you`ll regret itThe true definition of what a vet isMyke Miers is the most feared and dreadedMan you gotta pay your dues homey, you can`t get it on creditAnd you gets wetted, and I`ma let it be knownI gotta set it, so the spot can`t be blownI`m in the zone, you better guard me cause I`m hotI`m like time y`all (why?) because I can`t be stoppedI figured out a long time ago that my kind of flowwould outlast, the simple-minded cats tryin to blow[Chorus]{*scratches and ad libs to fade*}

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