Letras:
A Me My Microphone

that can hold his own [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone [Q-Tip] Yo you gotta stick wit it dun you cant leave it alone [A+] Its just me, myself and my microphone

the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But

from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [? ] Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape

mi planet and di stars align She tell me she want me know which part her hills and valley dem join Seh she want me ride her like a Ferrari sign Put appointment

never believe in anything again. We will never believe again. Kick drum beat in my chest again. No! We will never believe again. Preach electric to a microphone

yet to come, with much much more You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit Just give me the mic and I

simpin. I'm a dis her. Couldn't be my sister if she actin like I missed her. Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me. Don't these

a longshot and he'd never bet on a break and he's condescending and talks gossip galore but the dude was definently such a bore, hear me now I messed

to test like a Sugar Ray scientist, come on I'm always dancin' in my Sunday best I'm betting on my bliss and my path is lit' see the microphone is live