L'école du micro d'Argent (US Version)

[Refrain - IAM] L'Ecole Du Micro D'Argent [Prodigal Sunn] Yo... yo.. I made my name through dedication, Prodigal/Sunz of Man affiliation Population Click rollin thick, legit, forty burnin spliffs Initiation, I kill a whole fuckin nation Demonstration, the year 2000, date of restoration Burstin inflation, absorbin degrees MC's, enemies get hung from trees Brutalities, based on the adversary I gets amped for my camp in the station When I release frustration you'll be a fucked up situation Now do you think, you could honestly fuck with me, G-O-D? Set up slugs to your jug, I tried to warn you 'bout reality Ack, saw what I see, too late to plea Identity, chemistry, rotten in the cemetary 60 Second Assassion, seven days of fastin Mentally everlastin, righteous with a passion Competition, I feel they struck you with ammunition Come at my position, then organize my liberation You dare cross, defy my intellect? Disrespect my dialect? Don't need to technical, son I'm nice with my knuckle check I crusted condition, a mutilation Your situation, after a Sunz of man confrontation [echoes] [Refrain] "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "N.Y.C." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Q.U.E." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Brooklyn" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Je représente" [Hell Razah] As we complete the impossible, me and Prodigal What we assigned to do, sendin our opponents to the hospital Of course I'm the obstacle, choppin you Dreddy cut the fedi, fake apostles who ain't ready Yeah we drop science that be heavyweight We meditate to elevate, we confiscate wicked mindstates Related to crime rates, you wack? Play the bench As my lyrics touch the french Over seas, dumb MC's could meet the Hell Razah's steez Trees, Killa Bees'll make a nigga feel the breeze Shake the fire in an ice hand, I am what I am a Sun of Man Understand, Brooklyn's my home as I grab hold Of a microphone, now we explode, we go gold Peace to the Black Rose, and yo where my francs at? Cash that shit, where the banks at? Kill raps, take the whole earth back Fuck that, Sunz of Man year, I make it happen No rappin, no laughin, niggas get they face smashed in All these lyrics that we've written in the basement Your ass get erasement, erasement, we be your new replacements You better face it "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "N.Y.C." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Prodigal Sunn" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Hell Razah" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Music from the Q.U.E." "Je représente" "We represents" "Now" [scratched] "Now you get outta here" [Refrain]