Lyrics:
and the checkerboard
All the drip that you can't afford
Man it seems I never get bored
I'm on a stride
With all the clout I provide
The victory I got came from what's
MIKE (Sinatra) - DEXTER (Crosby)
MIKE:
I have heard among this clan
You are called a forgotten man
DEXTER:
Is that what they're sayin'?
Well, did
! Mike! Get up, Mike!
Mike: What, what is it?
Mike's dad: Get up, it's time to go to work.
Mike: Awww, already?
Mike's dad: Well, don't you want to hammer
and shock it
Don't care who's saying stop it
You're lucky that the little pussy didn't
Get lit up like a rocket
They say that real recognise real
How comes
of the bargain just means
That the cards were dealt to my favor, you know
Girl, you know it's true
Mike D is in love with you
Yeah, I remember the first
hand on the steel in the turning lane, in the turning lane
[Mike Jones]
I got that candy paint dripping, dabbers spinning, in the turning lane
on the mike...) Slow down - I'm a push up on it
(Get on the mike...) (get on the mike)
(Get on the mike...)
I push for a beat that is greasy
I'll dis a beat if it
philosophy and
Dialectical vagaries
I think that communism can fester
Only wherever and whenever it
Is encouraged to breed - not
Just by the Communists
the turnin' lane
"Who is Mike Jones?" anticipated, in the turnin' lane
I'm holdin' wood wheel in the turnin' lane, in the turnin' lane
Piece and chain shinin'
there's so many to choose from, they all look the part
But it's difficult to come across the ones that's really smart
And can stand firm and steady when
trying to make it in hip-hop
But every damn record that I make is a flop
And here's Howard's face everywhere I turn
Movies, books, Stern, Stern, Stern
at
I see irrelevance condoned by the delegates
Their regression is evident they own
What I been off
Fuck it since it's the samaritan's I sold
I'ma
(Chea!)
I've been rhyming since Reagan in politics
Polished it then got a big wallet where all of my dollars sit
To the wall is split, then I gotta sick
The heart of a champion is potentially in all of us
But, its something bout me when I'm on that mic man
I'm trying to be the goat
(Heights)
Mike
the minds
Of his audience
That there is something solemn and
Significant at stake for
Meek in all of this it gave his
Career a narrative arc
However tragic
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
duvets
Stare at the roof and it changes into shapes
Wasted hours, wasted minutes you all went for a blaze
Time goes by in the wasted days
It comes that
to give a shit about me
Zombie gang all y'all niggas pace is
On some basic shit it's no wonder that you sound the same
So forever am I living staying out
the peas all mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend
doing justice to all
The people that feel like I do cause for
Every person who doesn't understand it is
There is a person who feels like me
Who feels like
Yeah baby, you know it, listen:
Eeverybody knows that I broke your heart
Yeah everybody knows that Mike D broke your heart
But you'ze gots to stop
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
got this beat from my man up in Waterville
His name's Mike Be
I bet he made it on the 303
I was wannabe who turned to an anomaly
My policy is always
Speak it into existence
They ain't listen to him
He get vicious bout that paper
He a do it to em
He stand on business
All his dreams and goals
He
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