Pass da Mic (Remix)

[Intro: ?] [Verse 1: Qur'an] I strike back with the mic and track When it comes to drums it's like I hyper-react My mind starts to generate words that penetrate Then I eliminate suckers who imitate Once again, I reveal the skill Money's growin' like grass with the mass appeal It doesn't matter; hardcore or commercial I'm universal, this says rehearsal The name's Qur'an, consider me a brighter man I'm climbin' charts like Spider-Man A legend in my own time, with the microphone I'm One of the world's most electrifyin' hosts I dust MC's off like an antique So, sit back and let this young man speak Sorry suckers, take a hike But for now, I'mma pass the mic [Chorus] Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Yo, Tarik, why don't you grab the mic? [Verse 2: Tarik] I come to riggidy riggidy rip the rhyme, again and again and again I go for what I know, more ready then I ever been My rhymes luck against you all because it gets wicked Never comin' off soft, so we could kick it I'm slicker, quicker with the vocals My pocket stay thicker than bifocals So, here's a telescope if you can't tell it's dope You put your hand in my spot? Nah, I'm here to tell you nope Comin' with more hits than The Red Sox No, I don't smoke blacks or dreadlocks So, take notes to every move I'm makin' 'Cause Rick Gz'll definitely get your booty shakin' Rippin' 'em up, throwin' 'em down Groomed pound for pound with a hardcore sound Right about now, I'm doin' just what I like My time's up, so I'mma pass the mic [Chorus] Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Yo, Taji, why don't you grab the mic [Verse 3: Taji] I'm known to riggity rip, rip a rhyme like Jack the Ripper Slick, syllable slicker, phriggity phrase flipper I got more juice than citrus, suckas can't get with this I ring more bells than a Jehovah Witness Somebody said I wouldn't bust a grape I wouldn't hurt you physically, I'II hurt you on tape Sit back, relax and just chill 'Cause I'm about to give you the definition of the real deal The name's Taji, yes, it means my crown To everyone who's standin', it's time to get on down Then you wonder why the heck I'm on stage Rippin' up the scene just like the 12 gauge Then let me flip, and rip and turn the page 'Cause I kick this very good for my age Right now, I'm about to take flight So, I'm gonna pass the mic [Verse 4: Mentally Gifted] Here's a quick flashback by me on the last track Get a whiff of this, you won't want none of your cash back Continuous flavor, I always seem to set you straight You heard so many wack songs, I couldn't let you wait Another minute, better yet another second 'Cause once I give 'em 1-2 check it, you know the brother's wreckin' So, put me in the books, one of the best who did it I'm the top soloist, all the rest should quit it Ain't nothin' to it, I'mma do it like I'm hittin' skins And at the same time, you can believe I'm gettin' ends I catch fits 'cause it gets irritative when Suckers act like they got a creative pen But they don't, so they need to just settle down Because it's time to put my foot on the pedal now Some suckers thought I really couldn't do it right But for now, I'm gonna pass the mic [Chorus] Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Pass the mic, yo, pass the mic Mentally Gifted, why don't you grab the mic? [Outro: Tariq] [?]