The next selection is filled composition, entitled Microphone Please it out
Get up everybody, it's to sway okay Greg Nice is on the mic no delay Get up everybody, it's to sway okay Greg is on the mic with no delay
She, said, her name was I said, "Yo Lola, bola, Ayatollah Saudi Arabia, My Rolex is run by solar"
Get down, peep my mic Let's freak, freak, let's freak to the beat Checks get at the end of the weak C'mon, Deck the Halls with and party weight 'cause I do eat hearty When I wanna get I drink Bacardi Nice, I'm outta here, ghost
I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the
Uncle Fester, the baldhead Not me, the Minister, the mic arrest a G, doin' ill deeds Took a hoe to out the weeds Droppin' G, the case is to hobos Kickin' the bobo, chewin' on a
a Volvo with no paid promos Sippin' cocoa and up momos Fee fie foe fum I need awake The ain't mack cause your breath hums No Funky Drummer pass summons
But you stop the Humrush hummings Like Rooter layin' pipes like a plumber Nice and Smooth 'cause a prime number I go brick buildin' when I'm sleepin' So off my tip, I rip the mic techniquein'
I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the
I praise the Lord I'm no longer a vandal Kiss my daughter goodnight, then I light a candle And sit and meditate Evaluate, I didn't have to be here, on wax Unveling a truth proof of all facts
'Cause in my life I see the life of others Various shades of colors, sisters, And once my soul leaves my shell I believe to receive a new Of some concious abode
Chose by few on the road A man is judged by the goodness of his So who's to say who's and who's smart? Serch, I came to hear you speak (What up?) Get on the mic and your microphone technique
I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the I'm on the
Watch me shine till time for sundown I had a scuffle with a kid it went one round I got a so there's no need to sex a hoe But I gas 'em up just like they're at Ring my phone, so I pick it up and say, what up?
Somebody's flippin', so I him to shut up use a F word, but Ice Cube got the copyright So I'll make it, "Funky For You" with Greg And his Smooth B the Superbowl, just for Bud Bowl III
Then I watch Colour' 'cause Homey don't play dat Money like my in my crib and it'll stay that way The equality You don't like it then gonna join the Dead Poet's Society Try to flip on what quartet speaks And Serch will disperse, the techniques