Bring It Down Freestyle

[Intro] Whoa (whoa) Listen [Verse] I'm Michael Johnson on this track, so while I'm on Your CD lives in the disc rack How can they put this track near this fag? We're in a different class I'm Champions League abroad Your Sunday match ain't touching that You can have your name on your shirt But my team all get custom caps King, I know the Queen So I'll go from an O, a B to an OBE I roam the streets I'm on my toes like I got swollen feet Hold your beak I turn birds toward Ps I'm so street, I got curbs around me I'm fly but the earth will ground me Look, I can educate in the week And I can teachers train the streets You can't hold me down Learn From My Mixtape just sold me out And for that I won Most Street Heat So now I get calls from Trident Look, my phone and flow's hot, please Phone back when you've got a few firemen Ha, you can't hold me up You go down 'cause I hold it up I'm underground but I'm over-fucked I'm fly So I'm over Earth, I'm overworked I'm cold with words I'm a winter spitter, n***a But a summer lover, brother Look, ha I'm still shining Look, look, I'll bring the level up, dare me Ha, you're going down like Mary J Blige, you ain't I 'Cah my target's to aim high I'll bring the level up, dare me Ha, you're going down like Mary J Blige, you ain't I My target's to aim high