edgar wyndham - microphone addict lyrics
[verse 1: edgar wyndham]
just like a fiend needs that fix
i need to hear me a snare and a kick
some b-ss that’s thick and a hat that tick
then on that a rap that’s sick
so twist that wick and light that green
ya might notta seen a real microphone fiend
who mainline these here metal mic things
x.l.r. hooked right to the bloodstream
so verses and hooks come right from the heart
give the worst look and then let it start
then the flow just won’t ever stop
at least as long as dope beats drops
the mic gets hot and i still apply flame
the game of hip-hop i’m shootin in my veins
like the 18th letter, i’m a microphone addict
and if i don’t have it my withdrawals are just static
[verse 2: edgar wyndham]
snuck in the backdoor through underground elements
bombing wit those fat caps fat like elephants
smellin this paint soaked up in the brain
ya’ll get choked up while i could make it rain
so bring that pain cuz i do it like the wu
got methods man for all of you
who’s to blame? is it the chopped and screwed?
or cuz you spent too much time chopping who’s who?
so suuuuuu…. guess guess who?
the one who you wish you could do it like he do
and it’s true, i was out there bombin’
son of anarchy, i was just that charmin’
yea, still starvin, forever stay hungry
sit around and watch the downfall of the country
and the beats still bumpy but i ride tracks
and always drop something right and exact
[verse 3: edgar wyndham]
rhymin’ and stealin’ or when the levee breaks
in time got me feelin’ those heavy heavy breaks
figured what it takes i guess it was my fate
that got me digging up in those heavy crates
following the greats, studied the cl-ssics
neck practically spastic to the old boombastic
so ya’ll stack it and i keep on the mission
ya might drop tracks and i carry on tradition
guess what ya missin’ is any sorta realness
ya hip-hop for money or cuz ya’ll feel this?
i got steel spit from chewing mic alloy
got the black hat but i’m still the white cowboy
with the tight noise for ya benzi box
cuz what’s hot ain’t the benji’s ya got
but your thoughts and how ya catch wreck
cuz money ain’t nothing when ya lacking respect
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