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phat kat - microphone master كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
now dig it
i bust flows to make you hoes quit rapping
how many n-ggas in the crowd want to see it happen
people be acting like they got something to prove
picking up the mic talking all foul and rude
about who they shot and all the rocks they sold
it’s a mystery to me how that bullsh-t went gold
and all i hear’s keep it real and represent
n-gga f-ck that sh-t, cause i’m never hesitant
i’m from the old school, 85 get live
peace to the true and all the fake n-ggas die
you must be from mars cause i guess you never heard
that i blaze crews like a fat bag of herb
word to my ill peeps in the streets
flows so rugged they f-cking crack the concrete
so speak up now or forever hold your peace
the new millennium that bullsh-t is ’bout to cease
each and every one of you got a job to do
gotta stay real and keep your sh-t true
if you want it punk you better bring your whole crew
your sh-t stink like that d-mn doo-doo on your shoe
microphone check, one two, one two
breaker breaker one nine, ronnie kash coming through
with that ill flow, you better chill ‘fore i crush you
don’t pack gats but i got n-ggas that’ll bust you

[hook]
i’m the microphone master, he’s the super beat maker
we get def as the the others get faker
(repeat x2)

[verse 2]
i herd your crew like cattle and cook your -ss like a steak
your flows got less feeling that’s why my sh-t taste great
cause i’m the real n-gga that you hate to see
phat kat coming straight from the 313
with that n-gga jay dee running sh-t behind the boards
don’t f-ck with no mics with no long–ss cords
because man, my sh-t be hitting, my flows are too drastic
you bony phoney emcees get ripped like plastic
from my grenadier, swiss blunt or a phillie
n-ggas be mad because they hoes say i’m silly
but really, what’s real in this field called rap
all you wannabe gun slingers who never bust a cap
your time’s expired, n-gga in the game you a liar
ain’t gon’ kick dirt on a motherf-cking camp fire
your style is filth, you’re gone without a trace
won’t talk behind your back i’ll tell you straight to your face

[hook x2]

- phat kat

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