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big mike (us) - interlude lyrics

[intro: big mike]
good evening, ladies and gentleman, this is your boy big mike
we’re gonna be taking a quick commercial break from the trifecta to let my boy luke higgins, aka werdsmith, spit some bars
so i’m gonna step back and let my boy do what he do best. let’s go!

[verse: werdsmith]
yo
fake mc’s actin toxic, like they bad and hot sh+t
wack and gossip, till the rapping prophet get on tracks and plot sh+t, so catastrophic
attack and stomp them, sn+tch their pockets, then have em clapped and shot dead
from the womb to the tomb, werdsmith murders tracks to clarify
that i’m turning back the hands of time
these rappers get nervous fast, in front of your very eyes
verbal attack these nerds with facts and watch em get camera shy
learn to rap or get burn to ashes, ima murder raps and purchase caskets till the planets mine
word to mother, i’m an abomination
ima bomb the nation out to sp+ce and wipe out the population
of constipated ovulating sounding rappers who got d+ck operations, and send em to the constellations
conversations couldn’t stop me raging and plotting dangerous plans to shock the matrix
wack mc’s act hard and want to be satan
until they see me k!ll mics then to god they start praying
wannabes faking, ya’ll ain’t built for rap, you’re not my man david
werdsmith and retry sendin shots from the bas+m+nt

[outro: big mike]
yeah!
and that’s just how we do it!
shoutout to werdsmith, to the whole retry family
we coming for y’all
this is big mike. the trifecta. we now return to your regularly scheduled program. we out

- big mike us lyrics

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