I don't give a f** about your name
Pick up a mic
Pick up a mic
This beat is my type
This music will bite
This b**h is all hype
Just switch off the light
And see how I write
You can see how I FIGHT
Spirit of mike
Spirit of mike
When I f**ing bite You're ear clean off
And ruin the night
(Oh) Security shoves the fight
And moves that sh** WAY RIGHT
I'm a crazy mother f**er and it might
Start a riot in this city so sit tight
They're robbing that place in daylight
Acting like
Look at my life
Look at my life
Nah I don't think so I'm hitting this pipe
I don't think I'm all right
Just pa** me the mic
Ill be the next big thing
I'll be the next big hype
Just watch what I bring
And watch what I write
PICK UP A MIC
I KNOW YOU CANT STOP ME
DRAKE is a GANGSTA Nah I don't think so his REAL NAME IS AUBREY
I'm gonna break his neck in one verse and roll his a** all the way back to Degra**i
They're sticking to shooting I'm sticking to bombing
Look at the explosives that's rigged to the awning
Get outta the building the roof will be dropping
With the sh** that I spit and the damage its causing
So run for ya gun you too scared to be boxing
You ain't a real man with that hammer your co*king
Lets go one on one lets be done with the talking
I don't give a f** I've been used and forgotten
Its hard to describe the way that I Am feeling
But you can see this bar and the way that its building
Will hurt your image so bad it'll affect all of your children
I'm full to the brim with talent now its spilling
The floor got wet with every drink in the building
Too much of a good thing now I feel alcoholic
Don't get near me while I empty out my wallet
I'm feeling the liquor now and losing all my logic
Whoa get ready cause here comes a fight
I step in the ring and tee off like mike
Like the Cheech and the Chong
I'm the guy going strong
I'm the guy climbing rocks like a pissed King Kong
I'm the one with the problem I think I'm gone
I look at my life and can't switch on
And so you know
If you're reading this its too late
I was running through the golden state
Smoking cigs and losing weight
Paying fines and broke to date
That made me work I couldn't wait
To pick a mic and know my fate
Go Pick up a mic
This beat is my type
This music will bite
This b**h is all hype
Just switch off the light
And see how I write
And know that I don't give a f** that I'm white
It's hard to describe the way that I Am feeling
But you can see this bar and the way that it is building
Will hurt your image so bad it'll affect all of your children
I'm so full to the brim with talent now its spilling
The floor got wet with every drink that in the building
Too much of a good thing now I feel alcoholic
Don't get near me while I empty out my wallet
I'm feeling the liquor now and losing all my logic