| Excuse me — sir, whose microphone is this?
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| «I think it’s that guy over there»
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| This guy over here?
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| Excuse me, is this your microphone?
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| «Yeah»
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| I mean, I’ve seen a lot of MC’s on this microphone
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| But this is your microphone, right?
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| «Yeah, yeah, it’s mine»
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| I mean, what I really wanted to know is
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| Is this really, I mean really, really your microphone?
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| This microphone is mine
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| Whenever I hold it, I transcend time
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| This microphone allows me to shine
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| Bright, with the light
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| This microphone is my weapon
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| This microphone is my confidant
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| This microphone is my magical wand
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| To make all y’all, all y’all
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| I mean all y’all respond
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| Yeeeaahh
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| This microphone takes me one step beyond
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| This microphone helped to save my soul
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| This microphone helped to pave this road
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| They say «what do you do?»
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| I say «what do you mean?»
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| They say «what's your profession»
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| I say «microphone fiend»
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| This microphone is the one and only thing
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| That lets me live, lets me open up and give
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| This microphone helps me not be broke
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| This microphone helped to feed my folks
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| This microphone always keeps me awoke
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| I tell the truth and I don’t tell jokes
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| Now check it
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| I tell the truth and I don’t tell jokes
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| Now check it out
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| This microphone, when it’s in my hand
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| With or without a band, or a mic stand
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| I command, even if it’s static-y and distorted
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| I still gotta automatically record it
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| This microphone, connected to the power supply
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| My thoughts blossom, like flowers in the sky
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| This microphone…
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| Deactivate factor
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| We fracture microphones
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| Is that a microphone? |
| a microphone?
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| Go on and roam, take out loans
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| If you wanna own, backpains, swallow it down
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| Live from LA, it’s Peace and Aceyalone
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| Speak rhymes over cell phones
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| Now I know you not gonna sing that song
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| Why? |
| cause ain’t nobody gonna understand that, homes
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| This fool is the most assured ?? |
| and thongs on
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| Down car phones, somebody passed out
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| With the car door opened, assed out
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| Run up on him, see what he got
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| A nice box of microphones, microphones
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| These are the same ones being slung to the clones
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| Oooh, another busted busta getting broke by the microphone.
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| Okay, now I see you proved your point
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| So now, I do have another question for you
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| «What's that?», «Why so many questions, man?»
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| I want to know, who’s style is that?
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| Aw P.E.A.C.E. |
| man you know these fools are just LIARS
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| They got fundamental problems they’re good DRYERS
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| But they’re not FLIERS
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| They’re wings are broken, they’re sittin' there choking on bones
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| When they can get down on the microphone
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| I’m committed, I did it, I hit it
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| Completely. |
| reared system
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| All booted up uh, all suited up huh
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| Looking all cute, when I’m about to. |
| take your boots
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| And I’m about to take the gloves too
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| And everything I love I. love you but I still gotta shove you
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| In my oven full of MCs cause you’re not maTURE
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| You’re not PURE, your styles don’t enDURE
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| For SURE!. |
| this is WAR!
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| And I’m a warrior and you get ripped up and tore
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| All into pieces, huh, but uh check my thesis
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| P.E.A.C.E. |
| is up next, aight peace
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| You say styles is what you want, huh
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| You say styles is what you flaunt, huh
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| But you’re not knowing about P.E. |
| A-C-E and Aceyalone
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| We get down straight burn it to the bone
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| On the micropho-o-one, micropho-o-one
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| Get on down hound, dance if you wa-a-ant
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| We don’t care we 'bout to take y’all home
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| To the end of the cut y’all don’t know what’s up
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| But break me down now
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| See ya homie
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| We out
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| Microphone |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Microphones , by - Aceyalone. Song from the album Accepted Eclectic, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп