They finally did it, what's that? They stole the mic I grip Now that it's gone, what's wrong? I'm feelin' tired and sick How did they do it? I wasn't sleepin' that long When I woke up, my microphone was gone At first I panicked, I put the cops on the case But they was stumped without a clue or a trace So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health If I want my microphone back, I'll find it myself So I picked up the phone, I called Dizzy My mic's gone, let's get busy Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to do He was over at my house with the TMS crew He said, "Word is out on every mouth on the street Now that your mic is gone, it's not long 'til your beat" And then, it hit me, I got a battle at 6 With out my microphone, I'm guaranteed to get whipped You might think it's unbelievable but word to the strength When it comes to rockin' rhymes, I'm a Musical Nimth They gave me other mics but yo, it wasn't no use I tried to rock it, one two, one two but I couldn't get loose I said, "Forget it, with microphone or not, I got to do it" Give it all that I got, It'd be the first time I lost But if I beat 'em it'd finally prove, I'm the boss I grabbed my leather jacket, walked through the streets Suckas was hopin' and prayin', strictly dope won't get beat I begin to get hyped, I was ready to fight Yo, I was confident that I win, to Hell with the mic I hop on to the stage, Dizzy started the beat The sucka shivered because he tasted defeat Then I signaled to Dizzy, bust a rhyme wit my head Perpetrator fell back and then he was dead I was happy as Hell 'cause I was lucky that night Put my hand in my pocket and there was my mic The case of the misplaced mic The case of the misplaced mic The case of the misplaced mic The misplaced mic, misplaced mic © NOTTING DALE SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com