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]

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