microphone fiend
RakimEric B. & Rakim
microphone fiend 歌詞
I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphone
Instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when
Hip hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated
Cause I grabbed the mic
And try to say yes yall
They tried to take it and say
That Im too small
Cool cause I dont get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one
Then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask
If the brothers done
I get a craving like I fiend for nicotine
But I dont need a cigarette
Know what I mean
Im raging ripping up the stage and
Dont it sound amazing cause
Every rhyme is made and
Thought of cause its sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals vocabulary your verses just stuck in
The mic is a Drano volcanoes erupting
Rhymes overflowing gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold
So it can coincide my thoughts to guide
Forty-eight tracks to slide
The invincible microphone fiend Rakim
Spread the word cause Im in
E F F E C T a smooth
Operator operating correctly
But back to the problem I gotta habit
You cant solve it silly rabbit
The prescription is a hyper tone
Thats thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks I need a fix
Give me a stage and a mic and a mix
And Ill put you in a mood or is it
A state of unawareness
Beware its the reanamator
A menace to a microphone a lethal weapon
An assasinator if the people aint stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When Im fiending for a microphone
Im the microphone fiend
After twelve Im worse that a Gremlin
Feed me Hip hop and I start trembling
The thrill of suspense is intense
Youre horrified
But this aint the cinemas
Of Tales From the Dark Side
By any means necessary
This is what has to be done
Make way cause here I come
My DJ cuts material grand imperial
Its a must that I bust any mic
Youre hand to me
Its inherited its runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that
Broke the bulls back
If that dont slow em up I carry a full pack
Now I dont want to have to let off
You should of kept off
You didnt keep the stage warm step off
Ladies and Gentleman youre about to see
A past time hobby about to be
Take it to the maximum I cant relax see
Im hype as a hyperchrondriac cause
The rap be one
Hell of a antidote
Something you cant smoke
More than dope youre trying to
Move away but you cant youre broke
More than cracked up
You should have backed up
For those who act up need to be
More than smacked up
Any entertainer I got a torture chamber
One on one and Im the remainder
So close your eyes and hold your breath
And Im a hitcha wit the blow of death
Before you go youll remember you seen
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