Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics

Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics

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Send "Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic" Ringtone to your Cell Adjust that treble right now adjust the bass Turn it up stop frontin C`mon turn it up Alright check it out ninety three lyrics here we go Bo! I never want a jheri curl up under my hat The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black I never want money if my lyrics are wack So I must roc the mic I play only the reggae and I play only rap I rock the African the European, and Jap Beneath I got to show you that I am all that So I must, roc, the mic Are you tired of lyrical liars, passing fliers Wannabe MC`s, but really good triers Tripping over mic cords, getting you bored A total fraud, this kind of thing I can`t afford, so I pick up the mic and kill it ill it top bill it The cough is a skillet, where MC`s get fried in it You got beef chill it, blood I spill it After seven long years of ripping the party and I`m still widdit You call my name I don`t think about suing ya I come to the club with that BOOYAKA Laughing while I`m doin ya the crowd is booin ya Gimme one month, record for record on tape I`ll ruin ya Some likkle awl pon sound bwoy wan fi rule de city His style is lookin pretty beats and rhymes are dibby dibby Here comes the rootical ratical teacha I`ll eat ya defeat ya beat ya till ya stagger and ya teeth chatter You`ll be goin through convulsions as I flash data Any rapper can be a decapitated rapper now what`s the matter You`re full of more junk than a sausage Let me show you what a real hip-hop artist *DJ Premier cuts and scratches `My posse from the Bronx is thick!`* I never want a jheri curl up under my hat The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black I never want money if my lyrics are wack So I must, roc, the mic I play only the reggae and I play only rap I rock the African, the European, and Jap Beneath I got to show you that I am all that So I must, roc, the mic Of course yeah I`m the most brilliant recording artist in your life Never have to repeat a rhyme style twice, precise In a lyrical drought like water to your lips oh yes my lyrics will suffice I`m nice, like beans and rice, I am delicious Who`s the freshest lyricist on the mic, you don`t want to fuck with Kris is Lyric for lyric rhyme for rhyme style for style I break you like dishes Either you come fully correct or the lyrics you simply makin wishes We got no time for fake black leaders and dreamers blowin wishes youse a fraud, I mean a fraud like in fraudulation I know what it is, the crown of rhyme supremacy you`re tastin And yes, before the flavor hits your greedy tongue You get ripped up by KRS-One Now, lyrics, somebody want lyrics, from the lyrical terrorist Here`s a little somethin for you all to remember Kris, and remember this I am no pessimist, more of an optimist Activist revolutionist, yes the hardest artist And the smartest, Premier, spark this *Premier cuts and scratches `My posse from the Bronx is thick!`* I never want a jheri curl up under my hat The woman in my bed has got to be strictly black I never want money if my lyrics are wack So I must, roc, the mic I play only the reggae and I play only rap I rock the African, the European, and Jap Beneath I got to show you that I am all that So I must, roc, the mic Send " Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic" Ringtone to your Cell Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics @ ELyrics | Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics @ Kovideo | Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics @ Songlyrics | Mortal Thought I Must Roc The Mic lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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