Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad
Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack
Hold the mike i gotta rip it while it's hot, skeet drop
I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot
Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down
Got my pimpin game like im the money mike in the town.
No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic
She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick
Two months later after the death of la'mare mike finds himself sitting here starring
Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring
K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,
This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light
Yea im on the mike im on a hype you wna fight
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