I was a fiend before I became a I melted microphone of cones of ice cream Music orientated so hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of complicated 'Cause I the mic and try to say, yes y'all They to take it and say that I'm too small 'cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the then I jet
Back to the lab a mic to grab So I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, then I another one To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's I get a craving I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know what I I'm raging, up the stage and Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is and
Thought of, 'cause sort of an addiction Magnetized by the Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, stuck in The mic is a Drano, erupting 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 operating correctly
But back to the problem, I habit You can't solve it, 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 of me that you never seen When I'm fiending for a microphone, I'm the microphone After twelve, I'm worse that a me Hip hop and I start trembling The thrill of suspense is intense, horrified But this the cinemas of 'Tales From the Dark Side'
By any means necessary, is what has to be done Make way 'cause I come, my DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a that I bust any mic you're hand to me inherited, it's runs in the family I wrote the rhyme that the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full Now I don't to have to let off, you should of kept off You didn't keep the stage warm, off
Ladies and Gentleman, you're to see A past time hobby to be Take it to the maximum, I relax see I'm hype as a 'cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote, something you can't More than dope, you're trying to away but you can't, you're broke More than 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 your 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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