This is a song about "Beat and mic"

And align the mic with my torturous weapons

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Many casualties follow when i beat the beat black and blue

Small, but you talkin' big

Beat with a snap and kick

The turntables are hot, and then a see a new mic,

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

And takin' control and murderin' every beat,

So sit down and listen to the beat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

And we'll keep goin' back to kool herc, turntables and mic