Mic And Soul

Verse 1 Gimme my microphone, im gonna make some noise Because My soul is ready now, Bidi-baba baba baow-baow Hey you Throw your hands in the air Boom boom boom boom and i just don't care Eeeeeeeeeeaaahhhh, Listen up Listen up I represent my style and i don't stop Quiet man and Bignorton, they are here They are here, they are here, they are here, they are here Do you hear my voice? I represent my stage You know I have no sadness and i have no rage Mic Check 1-2 I shine like a star but i don't give a shit And I gotta break my mic My sweat is cold, my skin is cold, my hand is cold Hey man Don't think about me when I Lose my control You know, I got my mic and i got my soul Chorus I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul Verse 2 You know I have a question, did you hear DEAD ZEAL? Oh my god, they don't wanna keep it real Fuck you, CLASSIC Fuck you, TRZ You don't know my soul, You're gonna hate me So you don't deserve my respect and i have no problems Motherfucking problems Fuck you, enemies. Fuck you, enemies Fuck you-fuck you-fuck you Enemies Oooooohhhh eeeeeeeaaaahh i like it You know it and i don't stop My soul is hot and i often feel my flame I often begin and i often play my game My sweat is cold, my skin is cold, my hand is cold Hey man Don't think about me when I Lose my control You know, I got my mic and i got my soul Chorus I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul I've got the mic, I've got the soul