Testi:
A Me My Microphone

that can hold his own [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone [Q-Tip] Yo you gotta stick wit it dun you cant leave it alone [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone

Hold me like a microphone Turn me on and off and make me Say it's magic Yes it's magic to me Hold me like an air guitar Run your fingers up my neck

It starts with a tactic called confuse and control And shut down basement shows Don't let anybody leave Silence all forms of the underground So not a

that talk and have a Coke and a smile Or else have a glass of milk, and a cookie Cause to me you're just a rookie In my world, playin my game To hang

I'm breakin New grounds with my sounds, so don't consider Tryin me (say what?) cause I don't pop the glitter On my gear, no, not even a tiny bit I'm Nice

haw' clown shit This real I'll slap a busta with the hill on my hammer up out my skrill I'll take a up-tempo track, put some gang behind my rap I'm like

everytime I wreck a tape, them boys be like Flip come and give me a dub These niggas wanna mug me, these niggas wanna love me cause I'm in a Lexus From

Verse One: Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me G Back in the days we played

simpin. I'm a dis her. Couldn't be my sister if she actin like I missed her. Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me. Don't these