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emceein’ eye – use a mic lyrics

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[verse 1:]
back it up, mic check, yo, give me some room
i gotta whole new thing i wanna show you goons
best to step light, if you don’t wanna get wrecked
ceein eye breaking sweat, on the set, better bet
yes yes, i know i sound correct
but it’s a crime these days, if you wanna cast the net
if you speak up your f+cked, use a mic go to prison
guess you caught me slipping, running wild and tripping
challenge all the kids to a battle in the square with a solid rock style and it’s hard to compare
truth or dare, dare
say bomb on the mic
for no good reason, gotta fight for your right
they take the cake, we make off with the crumbs
i’ma never stop swinging on you godd+mn chumps cause…

[verse 2:]
unconventional sentiment if the moods right
leave them searching for clues out in the moonlight
we go to work out in the hills and keep it elevated
authoritarian regimes do not get celebrated
we do not need your agents coming to the show tonight
the captain really ain’t got nothing to say about the overwhelming danger that is headed this way
no time for information told the people to pray
he’s busy working out a method for himself to escape
they tell you life’s a game while we are steady running out of options
how many y’all’s playing how many’s just watching
how many waiting for the show to begin
that math is unbelievable got to do it again
[verse 3:]
i’d take that bullsh+t elsewhere if i was you
or the bookhouse boy’s gonna body you
if you ain’t heard yet, i wouldn’t bother dude
cause we’re making more noise than sonic youth
brett f hit the deck on the x.l
the mens flex and sms and txt swell
they like the way the kid rap cause he dress well
flowers on my shirt and in the barrel of your nextel
peace patch on a military jacket
please pass the auxiliary jack kids
cause ain’t n0body like your picks
& i got four bald tires on an icy bridge
that’s a metaphor
for why i’m headed north
and in the grand scheme, i got no need to settle scores
eating petit fours, dizzy from attack drones
and when the world end we’ll still get busy over saxophones

[verse 4:]
night time is the right time, to spark a sound
clocked in, not a soul around
true hearts never come unwound
being holed up home, on the sacred ground
we move as a team, never move alone
we heard the words coming out the cone
it’s time to rise, we can vaporize, any cartoon mummy in a tomb in stone
since kurt schmoke was in charge of the b
i’ve been having routines for the people to see
nothing stops the train, through the acid rain
in my buffalo stance, stone free
ricky creme calls this one chivas regal
and now i came back to enact the sequel
the future’s vast, but the past is past
don’t use a mic, that should be illegal



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