The Mic

[Verse 1: A La $ole] Well, it's the miggity-mac daddy bringin' the boom up in yo' system Sickest nigga in the village, rhythm flowin' like a river Makin' 'em shiver, sendin' chills down they spine and liver Hello Mr. Soul Spitter, what can I get 'cha That player list arithmetic physician that'll split they bridges Crossin' over like the point guard, maybe even Fisher While the fishing for the nets, gettin' in yo' bed is your filet mignon Um, a nigga just wanna bone 'Til I see she screamin' that harmony We teachin' them two steps, I'm teachin' choreography Pardon me, I'm supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Nastier than Nas, is sicker than yo' halitosis This rap shit, I body the mostest [?] was splitting C's like a nigga was Moses Nigga we own this I roam around, like a nigga was Caesar Taking virginities willingly cause a nigga we seize her Man, it's a damage with promatic Spanish Just know, the Prodies never fall Make you see God after the clips like a nigga was madness Them niggas was savage Ain't shit funny, I'm on my mad shit We gettin' mad chips, so I suggest you lay down And get the static, I am estatic Kill the game, I been this savage Just fanatic, when we rappin' 'bout mad shit [?] tricked us Stickin' my dick inside yo' bitch lips' Cause I'm the [?] of the motherfuckin' realest [Verse 2: Nyck Caution] I'm a carnivore, surfin' with a longer board Waves with some sharks and they starvin' for your alma more Kansas soda pop, blast it on you hoes I'm a bastard with these flows Kill it after out the hole I gotta street sweeper for you leech squeezers Angry like each beaver chillin' with a deep fever Fahrenheit 'bout 103, you know me The flow got you leanin' like you OD'd on codeine And I ain't be with people who ain't with this So either you gon' ride or you watchin' from a distance, getting AIDs Cause you know they never failin' him So if you aliens are acting ambient I'll throw you in an ambulance Le-let the sirens ring 'til they blast I'm a fuckin' addict, they keepin' stashes in my attic A static shock, I'd rather rock out The top down, and I'm 'bout to make it to the top now Era over everything you reppin' The E is for the earth and the energy we spreadin' It's effortless, cause you know I'm better than yo' record list The message is that you ain't forgettin' this, yeah [Verse 3: Rokamouth] The connections are hold, I might as well be the general Sit on top of your world, my ass off a pedestal Laid back cat just be puffin' on some medical So I can avoid the chance of cancer on my testicals To live life long and add some dollars to these decimals Movin' like I'm flexible to look out for the rest of them You know it's truth, you see me do everything with steez And I know you all peep We've been climbin' through some trees And my life is my job so I'm livin' for that green And I spit it with the team We workin' off favors And we all workin' hard and we tryna make that paper And the Era's gettin' love to even see any haters I roll it up for later I sounded like Darth Vader After smoke come out my mouth after puffin' off that vapor