The Microphone

Verse One

 

You know where i come from

slung from the belly of the beast

used to speak african tongue.

Eric B the soloist,the genuist.

Walkin thru the land with the

Black power fist,remember this.

Recognize my

flowmatic,illmatic

lyrical street mind-magic

givin you mad headache.

I make sure everythins remains RAW

mad, motherf***ing hardcore

comin with the rhyme n style from ninety four

believe me bro, somethin' you've never seen before

Check the resume, i wanna say

rest in peace heavenly, to

B-I-G and P-A-C

so hopefully

i will be V-I-P till i

D-I-E.

So eaze-lee

 

Verse Two

 

Verse two, still actin like you didnt knew.

twenty four seven Hip Hop,

it just dont stop, like Pete rock

when the Beat drop

I'm gonna roc the spot.

Non-Stop

i wanna get my name bigger,

still try to figure

why people pull the trigger

if they see a nigga.

So everbody just Bare with me

im killin microphones,like

1-2-3 and A-B-C

so eaze-lee

gimme that microphone,

I am straight in the Zone

comin clear thru your Headphone.

hittin the right tone.

get ready to eat,

cuz im cookin on the track

like fried meat.

KFC.

So eaze-lee

 

Verse Three

 

The lyrical magician bout to make his own

repetition.

We call that mind frame demolition.

Accomplished Mission.

well thats my own intuition.

Nowadays,urrbody wants to be in the game

its all the same,T-H-C gets the fame.

Listen to the radio,its a damn shame.

Back in the days, Artist used to show

their ways, the real definition

of wordplays.It pays

Matter of fact,its a matter of act

we people how to react,

we should stop neglect.

well,That's another topic,

we should start a project.

i need to stop,the microphone

is wrecked.

Its CHECKED.

 

Authentic MC

so eaze-lee.