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Rockin' the Mic (The Latch Brothers Remix)

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Rockin' the Mic (The Latch Brothers Remix)

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Four elements

There's DJ'in'

There's breakin'

There's graffiti

And then there's the MC

Top of the food chain, devourin' the competition

Abort mission, 'cause it's the bomb like nuclear fission

To go against the arsonist, now that's a bad decision

'Cause listen they steady droppin' shit like a flock of pigeons

So listen as I paddle up your ear canals, torrential

Waters on instrumentals, feedin' you vitamin and all essentials

Potential's monumental when it comes to hip-hop

Makin' a terror stop is like holdin' back a triceratops

Our ratios replacin' those, wannabes you're facin' pros

Screamin' 'bout your drugs, money, violence and fallatios

Stereotypes, got you blind like Venetians

This bullshit they're speakin's causin' o-zone depletion

Delivery upon completion, we're civilized like the Phoenecians

But won't hesitate, commence deletion

I hit backspace and you're gone within a second

My clarity's beyond when I stay mic checkin'

So tell me who's known for rockin' the mic (mic, mic, mic)

Settin' fires, blazin' all stages in sight (right)

Leave it to the emcee, holdin' the crowd you must admit

You didn't know, but now you know, hip-hop's the shit

So tell me who's known for rockin' the mic (mic, mic, mic)

Settin' fires, blazin' all stages in sight (right)

Leave it to the emcee, holdin' the crowd you must admit

You didn't know, but now you know, hip-hop's the shit

And I ain't callin' it quits, 'cause lyrically I stay fit, tight-knit

Requirements to battle first-aid kits

Spit gigabits of wits, puttin' niggas to shame

Y'all didn't listen when Spike Lee told you 'I Got Game'

I'm diplomatically immune to these bafoons

Dwell in my cocoon in the cut like DJ Typhoon

Stay tuned, the creature from The Black Lagoon's comin' soon

Cold like the dark side of the Moon

At high noon be ready to face off like Cage and Eminem

Spit fire, flem, and put an end to your problems

I remain dormant till I perform it to trick opponents

Never disownin', keepin' hint of power components

Send us to society, you tell my variety

Let my notoriety to the point that lamers are eyein' me

They want my solo part waxed, yes, they have contracts

Charged cause they keepin' me from gettin' called for my tracks

So tell me who's known for rockin' the mic (mic, mic, mic)

Settin' fires, blazin' all stages in sight (right)

Leave it to the emcee, holdin' the crowd you must admit

You didn't know, but now you know, hip-hop's the shit

So tell me who's known for rockin' the mic (mic, mic, mic)

Settin' fires, blazin' all stages in sight (right)

Leave it to the emcee, holdin' the crowd you must admit

You didn't know, but now you know, hip-hop's the shit

My power towers like the Eiffel, believe I got the right pull

My vision is insightful, you look you get an eyeful

Se-verse Rhy-chology keeps you thinkin' that you as hot as me

Then snatch your Adams apple, performin' that tracheotomy

Follow me if you can, 'cause I remain inventin'

Y'all niggas 'bout to be out of here like Bill Clinton

Inaugurate the magistrate, number one candidate

I carry weight like freights when passin' through those 52 states

Perfection on the first take while I'm causin' the worst quakes

I shift the Earth's plates, stomp hard and made the first lakes

The crust breaks, divided into continents

My prominence is dominance, new common sense

I free the dense, tense, there's past present and future

I sweep through time continuum, channelin', travellin'

Until I reach the ninth millenium

Attention all space cadets, hip-hop is the triple threat

Expandin' like the Internet, come and place your bets

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