Rob Lewis - Me, Myself and My Microphone lyrics

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Rob Lewis - Me, Myself and My Microphone lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm about to smack you with a ball full of Sk**s (Pow) Pull you out the frame if you fake and get the deals This is Nine flavour flowing like the Nile Got the double up I got the mad style See that on the microphone I was always dope So I hunt down the prey (prey) Never fall nope and I cope with the pressure Always down to test ya And if you don't like it than use [?] s**er try to play me [?] I drop birds from the sky to the dephts of the Sea This is me Nine Nine double double M M Sit back and watch me set fire to the pen pen I rip spines up the backs of fat men And I never never wanna wanna see him see him again You wanna step and get dum dum Just bring your rhymes and your tongue and your beats And come and get some And I won't be gentle I won't be gentle when I'm doing you s**a [Hook] Me and myself and my microphone (x6) [Verse 2] I'm outta here One for the head two for (guess not) It's the one man noddle puts boots to the bu*t I'm steaming sick to my gut with the fever Don't wanna hear the words of the Non-believer (Shut up) It's one nation under a Nine When I rhyme everything will be fine (Aiyd) Listen listen as I as I bring the bring the noise noise Never never going going out like [?] Down down by law law I'm hard hard core core ruff ruff rugged rugged And and raw I'm like lend to the membrane But I maintain (tain) hitting like a runaway train train To bring you iddy iddy biddy biddy yes ya'll Cause I act a ball than your friend hanging on my wall I rip your tongue out your face six million ways choose one And I use one now who's a** [Bridge] 1994 snatching loop Knocking down hoes Got to maintain Going full five six Everytime I toss the dot [Verse 3] I'ma stick your neck in the news If you try to get loose With the Kid that's better than a double goose Undefeated sk**s 16 shot Glock in my waist Blowing your tongue out your face Any time or place I'm picking [?] like a hooker in the backseat I bring a [?] to the spot where you would [?] Funker funker master master flex flex Nine Nine double double M M With the mic checks checks Snakes in the gra** gra** sneaking up behind me And if I forget forget flex will remind me Think we get the [?] of the chak chak b**hes bring the a a a tic tic tic a a a tac tac tac Watch watch me Glock Glock Glock s**ers like [?] Funkmaster Flex and Nine We cash them Checks You wrecks like dex Your a** like a [?] Don't make me [?] ya Brag ya tec ya You a snitch stress the itch Watch me spit stars by the bars and change my vocal pitch It's getting hectic and intense I kick it in the (urgh) (Pow) And have you screaming like Prince (Ougha) See what I mean Sun rooftop and a gangster [?] (uh uhhh) [Hook] Me and myself and my microphone (x8)

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