Lyrics Mic Manipulator - Edan

Mic Manipulator

Well I’m a rhyme regulator, mic manipulator
Pterodactyl, there and back to terminate ya
Super-duper classic for the dickhead gerbil
Kids roll red carpet when I flip fresh verbal
Mathematics have an addict catching static to learn
Information inflammation formulating the birds
Heard that kids burn a bit in the arm when life harms ya
For making negative music and talking 'bout karma
Mangle methodology through tangled technicalities
Grounding gravity within my range of fresh realities
I rearrange a fallacy to format fruit
God’s path is made of math and I explore that route
I bust rhymes in the shower, crush, kill, devour
Must spill the waters of truth to all of the youth
Show em that the mic is like a voice (times ten)
Track-tightening made a lightening, that’s when choice rhymes blend
Now bring the Battle Star Galactic, my patterns are the tactics
The catalog is that of a catalyst with data chips
The only additive in audio electron
Neutrons connect protons, select songs
Lexicon, legendary luminescence
Set coordinates for the forest of human essence
Through intelligent thought I’m never a fraud
My occupation’s rocking nations and I treasure the job
It’s like that
(Leçon numéro 15)
(Label me as the mic manipulator)
(15 ème leçon)
(Chez le coiffeur)
(Label me as the mic manipulator)
(Voulez-vous me couper les cheveux, s’il-vous plait?)
(Volontiers, monsieur)
(Label me as the mic manipulator)
(Asseyez-vous, s’il-vous plait)
(Quelle coupe desirez-vous?)
(With the mic in my hand I mutilate MC’s)
(Measuring the radius like a protractor)
Well I’m the mental motivator, the dialogue demonstrator
Principal professor in the province of pen and paper
Logical legislator, an optical educator
Philosophical detonator with extra lasers
See a silly slogan slip slow sleuth-like
So subtle satisfaction like a brand new bike
With the chrome spokes, legendary cipher with old folk
Rap is an old moat, I float in that gold boat
Boasting the best cause I’m roasting the rest
Coasting a quest, slow pokes are toast in a test
To a black and white scene I bring the purple tangerine
To progress the conquest of man and machine
Since Adam and Eve there’s been a battle for peace
Through a pattern of speech I can rap to the beat
About life’s paradoxical, seemingly illogical
Beyond the optical, contradictory trickery
Victory is misery for comp that I stamp fraud
I’ll stomp your champ squad and clamp your Canvoy
The atypical android with plan ploys
To slam toys brings me both confidence and joy
Alloy titanium guards my fly cranium
Step the fuck back to the lab, this is my stadium
Dreaming about battling a petty MC?
I’d rather trade bars with the likes of Moe Dee
T La Rock, the fundamentals cause I’ll never be above that
I’m only 21 and I know all the words to «Love Rap»
Sucker