| With the Mike, Aaron & Eddie
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| Mike Mike Mike, Aaron & Eddie
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| Mike Mike, Aaron — n — n — n — n — n — n — n — Aaron & Eddie
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| Mike, Aar — r — ron & Eddie
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| Mike, Aaron & Ed — d — Eddie
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| Mike, Aaron — n — n — Eddie
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| Mike Mike Mike, Aaron & Eddie
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| My name is Myka and I’m rockin' the mic
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| K-k-k-k-k-kind of cycle like a meteorite
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| M-m-m-m-m-microphona no m-m-my Sharona
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| No b-o-l-o-g-n-a, no b-b-b-bologna
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| M-m-Michael Michael mo Michael
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| Bo feeb ba fibe a foe fiekle
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| I’m psycho, survival for rivals
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| Depends if I use my rifle stifle
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| Astound while I’m letting off rounds
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| People hurrying hurling hurdling hitting the ground
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| M-i-c-r-o-p-h-o-n-e moving many M-i-k-e okay say ok
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| He’s capable of reducing the level them devils rebel
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| With horrible treble kibbles and bits of my hits
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| Dribbles and drips from their lips
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| Eclipse they slip they’re in the dark
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| Skip important parts
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| Forget the way the rhyme starts how smart
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| Now one a two a three a four a five a six a seven and eight
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| I’m taking out anyone trying to break upon the microphone
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| Because I know they’re fake
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| P for the power of taking out cowards
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| Who are trying to scower the one and only
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| Myka 9, I like to rhyme anytime any day
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| When I recite I shine, I smoke the kind
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| Finally I’m getting mine and the name you’ll find
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| On the marquis there’s a big line
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| Wrapping around the corner we run California
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| Haiku D’Etat on the sign
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| Life as a man with the mic in his hand
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| I’d silence the lamb
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| Getting all the guidance he can
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| He don’t gotta lie to his fans
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| I don’t have to pilot the plane
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| Whoever stylin' the same
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| You better file in the lane
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| Chain gang no weak link in the armor
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| Maintain free speech and our honor
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| Day to day golden rule to good karma
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| Hold a fool accountable
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| And he was overdue to coup de main conquer
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| Penalized read their lights
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| Till they see the light realize
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| Think with a seeing eye
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| Freely that money ain’t the key to life
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| It’s love and our existence is a symphony of epiphanies
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| Above and beyond our experiences are mysteries
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| The blood of our ancestors all through history enriches me
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| I channel victory my instincts are so defensive
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| My Haiku codependents we fight to the photo finish
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| Ab Rude put the soul up in it
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| Ace 1 is the poet witty
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| Mikah 9 is the jazz and the razzmatazzle dazzling
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| Don’t even think about battling
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| This could hurt you a vicious circle
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| Sparring at the gathering
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| M-m-m-Mike Aaron & Eddie
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| I’m g-g-good and ready
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| When I k-k-k-k-keep the p-party rockin' steady
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| Hey g-girl you looking pretty
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| Wanna get you nice and sweaty
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| Gotta w-w-w-wild st-st-st-style like Fab 5 Freddy
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| I’m a break you up & back down
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| Never gon' put the mic back down
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| It’s A-C-E-Y-A-L-O-N-E now it’s finna crack now
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| Every one of y’all or 2 of y’all
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| It don’t really matter who you are
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| When the sound come through like booya-ka!
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| Sound so good like pull it up
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| Like mash it up, smash it up
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| Poetry takeover that’s what’s up
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| M-m-Mike Aaron & Ed-d-d-d-Eddie that’s what’s up
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| This music is our mastery
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| Don’t tell me what it has to be
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| As for me it’ll be catastrophe
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| If you just don’t stop harassing me
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| The audacity keep on asking me
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| About this blasphemy
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| Telling me the whole world’s passing me
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| But I gotta do what’s in all our best interests
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| Even if they’re not interested
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| Still gotta get yo engine tested
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| Manifest the destiny the best in me
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| For development still arrested
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| Enemy to the public
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| Lock us up & loving it
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| Society’s menace who look so grimace
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| You give him his sentence and double it
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| Now what’s the deal? |
| Who’s the dealer?
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| Or this is bogus it feel like the house is cheating
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| Who’s the pimp? |
| Who’s the mack? |
| Who’s the player?
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| Some of you hoes ain’t eating
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| And some of you hoes won’t eat
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| You’ll die of hunger
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| I’m MC Ed-d-d-d-Eddie Hayes I’m from the under |