Pick up your microphones
Pick up your microphones

How many mic's do we rip on the daily?
Say me say many Moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do We rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many

I get mad frustrated when I rhyme
Thinking of all the kids who try to do this
For all the wrong reasons seasons change, mad things rearrange
But it all stays the same like the love Doctor Strange

I'm tame like the rapper, get red like a snapper when they do that
Got your whole block saying true that if only they knew that
It was you who was irregular, sold your soul for some secular
Muzak that's wack, plus you use that loop over and over

Claiming that you got a new style your attempts are futile, Chile
Your puerile, Brain waves are sterile
You can't create, you just wait to take my tape's
Laced with malice, hands get calloused
From grippin' microphones from here to Dallas

Go ask Alice if you don't believe me, I get inner visions like Stevie
See me, ascend from the chalice like the weed be
Indeed be like Khalil Muhammad MC's make me vomit
I get controversial, freak your style with no rehearsal

Contraire mon frere, don't you even go there
Me without a mic is like a beat without a snare
I dare to tear into your ego
We go, way back like some ganja and pelequo

Or Coleco-Vision my mind makes incisions in your anatomy
And I'll back this with Deuteronomy or Leviticus, God made this word
You can't get with this sweet like licorice
Dangerous like syphilis, yeah

How many mic's do We rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do I rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many

How many mic's do you rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do We rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many

I used to be underrated
Now I take iron, makes my **** constipated
I'm more concentrated so on my day off
With David Sonnenberg I play golf

Run through Crown Heights screaming out Mazel Tov
Problem with no man before black, I'm first human
Appe***e to write like Frederick Dougl*** with a slave hand
Street pressure word to poppa, I ain't goin' under

One day I'll have a label and make deals with Tommy Motolla
Momma always told me, 'You're one in a million'
Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a record deal, 'How does it feel?'
I'm never gonna survive unless I get crazy like Seal

Cause the whole world's out of order
So at night the fiend's dance on Grease with John Travolta
One got slaughtered as he coughed blood from his mouth
The other tried to duck and caught a left with my Guiness Stout
Brother, brother can't you get this through your head ?
It's a set up by the fed's they're scoping us with their Infra-reds

How many mic's do you rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many,many, many
How many mic's do I rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many,many, many

How many mic's do we rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many,many, many

Too many MC's not enough Mic's
Exit your show like I exit the turnpike
Dice and dynamite like Dolomite
Double deuce delight, I don't **** Van ****

Starlight to starbrite the freaks come out at night
Like my man Wyclef, I wear my sungl***es at night
And my panache will mosh your entourage
Squash your squad and hide your body under my garage

And when the cops come lookin', I'll be bookin' to Brooklyn
Leave the trails broken flippin' tokens to Hoboken
A clean getaway like Alec Baldwin
Drivin' in my fast car playin' Tracy Chapman

How many mic's do we rip on the daily?
Say many Moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do you rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many

How many mic's do we rip on the daily?
Say me say many Moni, say me say many, many, many
How many mic's do I rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many

How many mic's do we rip on the daily?
Many Moni, say me say many, many, many