I was a fiend I became a teen I melted microphone instead of cones of ice Music orientated so when hip hop was Fitted pieces of puzzles complicated 'Cause I the mic and try to say, yes y'all They tried to take it and say that I'm too 'cause I don't get upset I kick a in the speaker pull the plug then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to So then I add all the I had One after the other one, then I another one To dis the opposite ask if the brother's done I get a craving like I for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, what I mean? I'm raging, ripping up the and it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of, 'cause it's of an addiction Magnetized by the Vocals, vocabulary, verses, just stuck in The mic is a Drano, volcanoes Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing, everything is written in the So it can coincide, my thoughts to guide, forty-eight to slide The invincible, microphone fiend Rakim, the word, 'cause I'm in E F F E C T, a smooth operator operating
But back to the problem, I habit You solve it, silly rabbit The prescription is a tone that's thorough when I for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I a fix me a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a of unawareness? Beware, it's the
A menace to a microphone, a weapon An assasinator, if the ain't stepping You see a part of me you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone After twelve, I'm that a Gremlin me Hip hop and I start trembling The thrill of suspense is intense, you're But this the cinemas of 'Tales From the Dark Side'
By any necessary, this is what has to be done Make way 'cause I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a must that I bust any mic hand to me It's inherited, it's runs in the I wrote the rhyme that the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full Now I want to have to let off, you should of kept off You didn't the stage warm, step off
and Gentleman, you're about to see A past time hobby to be Take it to the maximum, I relax see I'm hype as a hyperchrondriac the rap be one Hell of a antidote, something you can't More than dope, you're trying to move but you can't, you're broke More cracked up, you should have backed up For those who act up need to be than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture One on one and I'm the So close your eyes and hold breath And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of Before you go, you'll you seen The of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend
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