The Mic

[Verse 1: A La $ole]

Well, it's the miggity-mac daddy bringin' the boom up in yo' system

Sickest nigga in the village, rhythm flowin' like a river

Makin' 'em shiver, sendin' chills down they spine and liver

Hello Mr. Soul Spitter, what can I get 'cha

That player list arithmetic physician that'll split they bridges

Crossin' over like the point guard, maybe even Fisher

While the fishing for the nets, gettin' in yo' bed is your filet mignon

Um, a nigga just wanna bone

'Til I see she screamin' that harmony

We teachin' them two steps, I'm teachin' choreography

Pardon me, I'm supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Nastier than Nas, is sicker than yo' halitosis

This rap shit, I body the mostest

[?] was splitting C's like a nigga was Moses

Nigga we own this

I roam around, like a nigga was Caesar

Taking virginities willingly cause a nigga we seize her

Man, it's a damage with promatic Spanish

Just know, the Prodies never fall

Make you see God after the clips like a nigga was madness

Them niggas was savage

Ain't shit funny, I'm on my mad shit

We gettin' mad chips, so I suggest you lay down

And get the static, I am estatic

Kill the game, I been this savage

Just fanatic, when we rappin' 'bout mad shit

[?] tricked us

Stickin' my dick inside yo' bitch lips'

Cause I'm the [?] of the motherfuckin' realest

[Verse 2: Nyck Caution]

I'm a carnivore, surfin' with a longer board

Waves with some sharks and they starvin' for your alma more

Kansas soda pop, blast it on you hoes

I'm a bastard with these flows

Kill it after out the hole

I gotta street sweeper for you leech squeezers

Angry like each beaver chillin' with a deep fever

Fahrenheit 'bout 103, you know me

The flow got you leanin' like you OD'd on codeine

And I ain't be with people who ain't with this

So either you gon' ride or you watchin' from a distance, getting AIDs

Cause you know they never failin' him

So if you aliens are acting ambient I'll throw you in an ambulance

Le-let the sirens ring 'til they blast

I'm a fuckin' addict, they keepin' stashes in my attic

A static shock, I'd rather rock out

The top down, and I'm 'bout to make it to the top now

Era over everything you reppin'

The E is for the earth and the energy we spreadin'

It's effortless, cause you know I'm better than yo' record list

The message is that you ain't forgettin' this, yeah

[Verse 3: Rokamouth]

The connections are hold, I might as well be the general

Sit on top of your world, my ass off a pedestal

Laid back cat just be puffin' on some medical

So I can avoid the chance of cancer on my testicals

To live life long and add some dollars to these decimals

Movin' like I'm flexible to look out for the rest of them

You know it's truth, you see me do everything with steez

And I know you all peep

We've been climbin' through some trees

And my life is my job so I'm livin' for that green

And I spit it with the team

We workin' off favors

And we all workin' hard and we tryna make that paper

And the Era's gettin' love to even see any haters

I roll it up for later

I sounded like Darth Vader

After smoke come out my mouth after puffin' off that vapor