Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song MIC T.H.U.G.S, artist - Kardinal Offishall. Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
MIC T.H.U.G.S |
| INTRO |
| Yeah |
| Turn my headphones up Yeah, yeah yeah |
| Yeah, feeling kind of sick though |
| Yeah, now I’mma kick this |
| Uh huh, uh huh uh huh |
| DJs, cut this back to back |
| Word, Circle |
| Silver House And the Girl, Figure IV |
| Head nod, yeah y’all know |
| Yo that kid nice |
| Where he from though? |
| T-dot (ohhh) |
| Where the ice at? |
| Oh I see underground emcee |
| Nah, but he nice though |
| He flip that shit twice though, he sounding like (who?) |
| Nah, it a must that he bust you (fo'real) |
| He be eating that mic though |
| Ever see the way he flows and tears down the show |
| (Fo'real), he clever |
| Never sever the Ever from fresh when he spits, everything’s a hit |
| He got skills like Mad and the Superfriends |
| When he does a duo, it comes out like a crew track, he’s so wicked |
| Cooler than Ice Cube, Mack more than 10 at one time |
| Like Choclair he’s a Virgin to the wack rhyme |
| It’s true (fo'real) |
| Got a Blueprint like Thrust, said he’s notorious |
| And watch the hit bust all over the country (fo'real) |
| Even on BET, ask Tigga about them niggas with that Northern Touch beat they was |
| playing |
| No playing, that nigga with the afro |
| That’s right, tight and rocks crowds all night (word) |
| Style like no other tall brother on your FM dial |
| My nigga kip-ki-kip-ki-Kardinal |
| You know |
| CHORUS |
| He once was a thug from around the way |
| He once was a thug from around the way |
| He once was a thug from around the way |
| He once was a thug from around the way |
| Check it A dis ain’t a dis if a dis has discrepancies |
| I dismiss your dissidences and doubt your intelligence |
| And discuss how disjoint your disc |
| From the dispatch, a distance throw all y’all from shit that’s wack |
| Steady disguising your disfavour, disliking my steelo |
| Dis ain’t kindergarten, you don’t have to go where we go Discipline yourself before your ego disappears |
| While I discretely disassemble you from your career |
| Stupid! |
| Dis is not your ordinary rapper dis |
| Dis so all you niggas discover just who the dapper is Causing discomfort, disallowing your dis-jock to rock |
| Any record 'cause your whole sound’s flop, yo Dis is going out to niggas who dis without |
| Thinking about what the hell they doing, yo your shit we’re booing |
| Oh… while I discombobulate you |
| This is going out to any nigga opposing my crew |
| Like that |
| Yo, Silver House And the Girl 2000 |
| Kardinal Offishall, in your ear side, nawmean |