| I was in a case out of state
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| She was thirteen and good we had a hotter date
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| It was just a number she never told she was knocked up By the end of the summer chick almost had me locked up My aunt came and got and steadied the block
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| We bounce to the yeti and I’m ready to rock
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| With no attachments feelin a little loose
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| Blowin up in every spot we had a little juice
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| Probably the dime on the Afghani?
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| We played the stage standin by the speaker and suddenly
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| Who tapped me I’m bout to get real ill
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| Already ripped the whole club with metal face’s steel wheel (The mic)
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| What a sweet surprise her with the fly eyes
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| And fine she pulled me to the sidelines
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| The mystery shot up with strong words
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| She was an intelligent wisdom and a song bird
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| I met her last week at the same place
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| She stepped to me the same way at a no shame pace
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| I’m off guard her game had me choked up Checkin me play testin me (The mic) till I spoked up Seven whole days and nights and not a word from you (Not a word)
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| I was worried I thought I woulda heard from
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| Stranger you know I never get enough of you
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| How you be comin through (The mic)
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| Myself and two a alikes had ran through this crew of three
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| In my earlier days they showed me things new to me So we knew mad brothers who they had hit off
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| They even used to watch each other just to rock they shit off
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| When slovenly two smile and I’m scopin her
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| Switchin off three times a night made them more opener
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| So you could love Allah or leave him the hell alone
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| Message from my god father aside a gold telephone
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| Many of my men went up in smoke
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| While trickin with these chickens I ended up broke
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| You find out who’s ya mans when you broke
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| Like a bad joke it’s funny when you on you got mad folk
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| I played the middle man in every little scam
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| Some as complex as a hip hop album riddle jam
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| I find it’s quite intriguing as I think about rappers
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| Walk upon me speaking with stinkin mouth (About what?)
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| About this and that from sneakers to hats to gats
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| Freak chicks with the cooty cat raps
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| And it’s that?
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| I’m at a black tie affair with a diva with the fatty fat
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| I play the back steady on the humble
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| But be right up front when we get ready to rumble
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| I gave her breath control ask her who she learned off
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| Coulda took her back to the crib somehow was turned off
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| Me and you was overdue
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| From gettin together baby
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| I always knew our love was meant to beee (The Mic)
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| Feel the magnetism (The Mic) between uuus (The Mic)
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| Growing stronger and stronger (The Mic)
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| Whyyy dont we do it
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| (The mic)
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| (…The mic)
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| (The-the)
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| (The mic)
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| (The mic)
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Mic , by - MF DOOM. Song from the album Operation: Doomsday (Complete), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп