ain't rolling right Snakes try convince me my friends are tryna control my life That's a load of hype I chose to mic the stage and name Righteous Write
the shots. And when I make it to the top fuck falling off. I'll prove all you wrong. Cause only God can take away this gift he blessed me with. And Mic Righteous
let me tell them properly. I came in the game and now you can't stop me. We got the energy to kill the mic. Me and Mic beside Mic can you feel the vibe
side is open for my brothers eyes, All I'm riding is honour and pride, I am mic, Yeah, all I'm riding on is honour and pride, I am mic.
up to the cark park blasting Skibba in his prime One nation 99, a windy night We hit the bar and get a pint I'm sitting by the pool table, heard him say is he Mic
All to glorify the Lord I'm addressing my mess He's superior across the board like checkers and chess That's why we hype now, ain't putting the mic down
frontin like he's buntin, deceivin the delinquent Rappers on track, bustin out a medium For those opposed, who manifest a diss Pete tell em: "Manifest THIS!" Not righteous
seen worser days when some of my so called friends wasn't around when I ain't have a verse to say I quench my thirst today with righteous thoughts of mine cuz righteous
when they were biting There was nothing more exciting then to serve and perform On Crenshaw and Exposition God was born He said please pass the mic to
habit don't combat it, dog I gots to breathe and smoke before I breathe in smog I step outside and I hug the street I spit life through the mic, flow
it's open mic it's like it's broken mic Smokin mic, the word is spoken tight Golden mic, I hold it tight When it's open mic it's like it's broken mic Smokin mic
real nigga [Chorus] You know we rip it up, hit the mic like a virus We never hide this, unique rhymes styles is righteous Who wanna battle, which rapper
Christian flag poles in the ground Rep what you believe and soon you'll receive your golden crown [Verse 1] It goes like this: there's not a single soul righteous
[Intro:] You know what's this? It's the world's smallest violin [Verse 1: Alaska] It's like this when my mic hits your scalp like nightsticks And mites
mic I took flight right there that ain't lies I was nice I swear went fool with the jewels, even iced my ears New school, I was cool, wanted righteous
had a mouth to feed 19 my queen claimed she handled my seed Do the right thing is wise, that's what "Spike Lee" said So disguised as a mic fiend, my ties
Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah! [Jamal-Ski] {best guess} Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em Come follow me the man me work for the mic They call me top
like a sinner when they take my life, but it's a cold day in hell before they take my pride. [Verse 1] I sold my soul to the devil for this mic in my
