Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Microphone Murderer , by - The Notorious B.I.G.. Release date: 12.01.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Microphone Murderer |
| A whole lotta niggas want Big to make a demo tape |
| 'Specially that, BUM-ASS NIGGA uhh |
| This goin out to you nigga recognize |
| Yo 50, what’s this? |
| Microphone murderer, mass mayhem maker |
| B.I.G.'s on the mic, call the undertaker |
| Make an appointment, schedule a interview |
| Because you know what Big Man’s about to do |
| 50 Gran' on the Technic at the right peak |
| Brothers wanna hear the words Big Man speak |
| The microphone — I’m rippin', the burner got the clip in |
| Slammin MC’s like Scottie Pippen |
| Flippin on Old Gold, cold as the rhymes you stole |
| Puffin on dime bags and I been told |
| My words are harder than a brick, Chinese arithmetic |
| A thick stick and my dick |
| Makes me sick when you pick the whick-whack rhyme G |
| You get what you pumpin is Tic-Tac time Z |
| B.I.G. |
| moves swifter than a ninja |
| Even on stickups I’m the masked avenger |
| Keep my eyes open and the case closed |
| No eyewitnesses, no names are exposed |
| Just the heavyset one with the big gun |
| And a sweet tongue shakin down everyone |
| Loot like Michael Jackson kicks like Bo Jackson |
| Benz like Freddie Jackson, no need to ask in the crew |
| Oooh! |
| No frontin, no fakin moves |
| Fightin or fuckin, resort to the stick and move |
| Smack the fool that disagree, recognize the pedigree |
| Rhyme is mine cause I said it’s me |
| Step to a Big Man grippin the mic stand |
| Keep a bankroll and so do 50 Gran' |
| And, I give you my hand cause you deserve a pound |
| Tryin to blow up the spot, in my part of town |
| Braves, because you get no praise |
| I treat you like a derelict with AIDS |
| Recognize, I don’t fuck with the St. Ides |
| B.I.G. |
| down with O.G.B |
| Old Gold Brothers for the others that missed me |
| The crew stay deep on Bedford and Quincy |
| Rhymes in the pocket for a quick hand to hand |
| You want it to be on, there’s a Tec in the garbage can |
| I pull bitches like Kim Fields, Brooke Shields |
| Shelley Long, Connie Chung, I can go on and on |
| Word is bond I’m a don~! |
| I split 'em and run up in 'em I fuck 'em and then I duck 'em |
| I hit 'em in the shitter and forget her, and it gets better |
| B.I.G. |
| are the letters |
| Niggas know the pedi'… |
| That’s the end! |
| What you want me to do? |
| DAMN~! |