Volume

[Intro: excerpt from Michael Bolton's song "When A Man Loves A Woman"] "She can bring him such misery When a man loves a woman" [Verse 1: Hassaan Mackey] Back with that grit Tell the sound man to turn my shit up, and turn that other shit down I rock mic's like mothership's George Via slang words and onomatopoeias Definition competition like see ya Used to bust a rhyme like leader's Until I had to leave em letter t'ing Blame Apollo he the one who brought the beat in, I just grabbed the mic Then came to see em, 
MCing pen in hand and no pen freeing The go in's frequent above weak shit, I get down word's bond And I don't need cosigns to off what ain't on Just let a nigga rhyme like he wanna, back a whole room into a corner Treat it like war when I'm performing On it, honest Vocal cords quaking up the bass, daily bread shaking up the place! [Hook: Hassaan Mackey] If the music ain't loud enough when the DJ on the cut Somebody tell the sound man turn it up please I'm rocking in the pocket locked in on it like a target B that other shit is garbage, man turn this up! [Verse 2: Hassaan Mackey] Back to the grill again ‘92 Street corners with the grimy viewed subject matter Crews groom their 1-2 through subdue Some of who I once knew respect due But not enough when funds like these The bread need cheese word em up! Snubbies on tuct in case the revolutions in a rush The front liners can line them up Then let them bust! The level your favorite is on I speak above And I ain't gotta say it cause who compares to what ? Dollar bill hill piling up Hands out Every fingers waiting for a cut, get in line The evolve revolves around shine But if you can't rock with the glow then never mind Watch it some other time Regardless of who y'all is I get biz I’m a shine [Hook]