The Mic Wreckers

[Hook] Smack it up, flip it, pass it around (x4) The Mic Wreckers (x6) Pass the microphone and get wrecked [Verse 1: All] Check it, all I need's a second and I'm wrecking I'm wrecking, rhythm rock rolling in effect I'm coming, coming with the funky fat flavour The flavour, old school wrecking up to date We've got the coolest sound with the hype The hype, energising energy aiight Aiight, it's time to take the mic and set it off From the south to the west to the east to the north Set it off Introducing mic wrecker Special K Set it off Can't nobody wreck a mic like L.A Set it off And I'm the mic wrecker Kool Moe Dee If you wanna catch wreck then check the Treach 3 When I catch wreck the mic's wrecked and passed down And I'll take what's left and wreck the next sound Won't be nothing left cos I'm beating it to the ground Mics rest in peace cos can't no mic rebound Hook [Verse 2: Kool Moe Dee] I'll show you how to wreck a mic, get the crowd hyped Blow up and sound like bombs 'bout to take flight The lyrical bombs boom, the crowd's the target I grab a mic, drop bombs and I spark it But the microphone can't sustain the energy The crowd's too hype pop, the ryhmes too many G The lyric'll have to be a lyrical masterpiece Just so the mic won't short because after me Mics don't work right, the crowd'll be drained Cos my rhymes the climax, the whole crowd came Into the arena, to go with the flow And that's for one reason and that's catch the Moe And once you catch some Moe, you gotta catch wreck And once the mic's wrecked you don't care who's next If you still want to get on, check what I left ya Ain't no wreck to wreck left, I'm a true mic wrecker Hook [Verse 3: Special K] I get on the stage, grab the microphone, check it 1-2 1-2 and give props to my crew My individual style ??? pile Freaks, my move peaks, I pick the girl with the biggest smile I'm wrecking mics for my unique delivery My rep hi-step but mic wreck ya cos ya shivery Damage, danger on the mic that is Crushing and stomping the competition that is When I choose to mic wreck it's big news Crews catch the flus I'm spitting out lyrics like an Uzi Microphone done, done deal words spoken, the mic broken no joke just melt the steel So you can understand the ways of the boogie down Bronx 'came known for blowing mics to smithereens I get a taste and get it on, got me a thing Lights, cameras, action, bang Hook [Verse 4: LA Sunshine] Aiight let me in it, for a quick minute And if the vibe is right, I might stick with it Thoughts enter my head and a rhyme just takes form It slowly evolves into a brainstorm Yes, the L-A-S-U-N-S-H-I-N-E Is good and plenty, don't rhyme like any All the many other brothers wanna sound like me but how can he when he Picks up a mic and then he, stumbles again, he Can't comprehend me, nobody can be Ripping and running, jumping, having a ball And saying nothing at all He's trying to wreck but he's just blowing but hot air True mic wreckers wanna know how he got there Cover's blown, game over, mic check When I show up, to blow up, you know what's next The crowd gets taken to an apex The beat is dropped and the mic gets wrecked Hook [Verse 5: All] The energy's pumping, the hip-hop fans are vexed They don't care who's next, they want the mics wrecked Group after group gets on to perform But they don't heat up, they just keep warm So here comes the Treach, T3 in effect We're taking no bets, the mics will be wrecked So don't grab the mic, cos your palms will be sweat king Treach ain't no joke, we're a force to be reckoned with