Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Be Like Mic, artist - Mic Geronimo. Album song Vendetta, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Blunt
Song language: English
Be Like Mic |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Yo, I believe I can fly |
| Master divisor, colder as I grew wiser |
| Fool the world like Keyser, see they stuck 85ers |
| With science, move and use complete silence |
| Niggas are God recognizin that we run earth with iron |
| I’m here, but I still ain’t seen nobody come near |
| To the heat so severe it leave you scorched from a flare |
| Bustin two up in the air, then the rest you got |
| And God forbid these niggas ever make my hustlin stop |
| When I drop it’s only to put it to excellency status |
| See, we here to run it all with eight other planets |
| But I’m on till it’s gone, understand it |
| Performin to the warm hugs and slugs and feel the storm kinda tragic |
| Magic what I’m doin, anybody get touched |
| Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much |
| All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky |
| Holdin more, this is for all of y’all wonderin why |
| I can fly |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Yo, I believe I can fly |
| Lexus and Benzes every color |
| Push a Hummer in the butters |
| Go to Miami in the summer months |
| Crush ice Rolly seemed like my brother once |
| Chillin on my arm, dippin in my pocket |
| Hold a 40, Benz inside my palms |
| Duplexes, east and west coast, plus the flats |
| Everybody know we get it on like that |
| With assorted firearm bulletproof to match |
| Teflon ??? |
| my fitting baseball hat |
| While my ladies carry .380s in front of they snatch |
| And we makin all this caper but never givin it back |
| It’s amazin how I put it all together with rap |
| 1000s of listeners everywhere that fall on the map |
| See, it’s magic what I’m doin, anybody get touched |
| Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much |
| All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky |
| Holdin more, this is for all of y’all wonderin why |
| I can fly |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Yo, I believe I can fly |
| Either you down or you isn’t in this game for the wins |
| Stackin the compensates and livin straight for the ends |
| Hittin skins, luxury Sedans with the rims |
| Fuckin with Washingtons while I’m holdin on the Benz |
| Pen’s like a lens, so it’s clear |
| Bless you in your dome with the chrome |
| Bring the flavor to your ear |
| Appear to make these willies reconsider the fear |
| Rhymin for nothin these niggas shouldn’t try to come near |
| See, it’s magic what I’m doin, anybody get touched |
| Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much |
| All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky |
| Holdin more, this is for all of y’all wonderin why |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| Everybody wanna be like Mic |
| I believe I can fly |