Mic Check
RichFraz
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Lights out Let's get it started I'm cold hearted On everything track that I beat slow Dearly departed Highly regarded assassin when my pen's ajar Broken bones and ruptured spleen this murder regardless I gain aggression when I'm kicking these lessons Profession of a Wordsmith Pay attention These niggas always riding they wave Who are they kidding When I stay hungry Locked in for days Up in the kitchen they fear he When the flow hotter than the Vegas summer Flexin over these beats understand the plunder Now they wonder what type of shit that I got them under Specialist blessed with these bars ratchet up the Gunna F*ck all that you heard I want all the smoke Place a bet on your homie Bet you go broke Kill the jokes Watch em all choke Pass the peanut butter Papa Doc flash in their head & now they Joe stutter Sweep em off of the stage like I'm the Sandman Got the club nodding their head like I was Bam-Bam Never giving a f*ck on how these niggas move All I care about is these hits on the ones & twos Mic Check Lyrical shit That's how niggas do Mic Check Flava your ears when I come through Never giving a f*ck on how these niggas move Mic Check Lyrical shit That's how these niggas do I'm still chilling why the plot thickens Constantly making moves while the clocks ticking Who you trying to confuse Out of your mind stupid Wondering why these crab ass niggas at the bottom recouping I guess they haven't learned their lesson yet On how these industry niggas willing to cut a check Just to paint your image while you thinking respect Looking like a court ass jester Life full of regret Took long enough to make it here But on my terms ain't no slave here I control my shit Yes I am the master Orange glow Bruce Leroy while I'm killing these Trappers Slash actors fronting through their existence Niggas that knew em well are quick to give up position Now they stand assed out Without a doubt or hung jury I'll play the bailiff I'm King James showing no mercy Steady driving the line Watch me hawk on em Stank face leaving the scene cause I stay shitting on em Never giving a f*ck on how these niggas move All I care about is these hits on the ones & twos Mic Check Lyrical shit That's how niggas do Mic Check Flava your ears when I come through Never giving a f*ck on how these niggas move Mic Check Lyrical shit That's how these niggas do
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Written by: RICHARD FRAZIER, TYREE BOYD
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