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letra de angry mic - angry mic

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[hook: angry mic]

i hear they talking sh-t about me every single day
so once you see the fifth is out, you better get away
i tried to go a different route but they won’t let me be
i think they figured how to bring the anger out of me

angry mic, angry mic, why they call you angry mic?
angry mic, angry mic, that hippie kid, that can’t be right
angry mic, angry mic, tell me what your anger’s like
angry mic, angry mic, this guy is good, he can’t be white

[verse one: angry mic]

ayo, there’ll be no tranquility ‘til there’s a pain pill in me
f-ckers know they lost but then they became hilary

jerks can’t stop son, this is some trained villainy
got kurt’s shotgun, but when the fame k!lling me?

my brain is a mixture of ‘caine and elixir
grains from the liquor and jane in the swisher

all the nerds heard i made a vow to get richer
disturbed because my words paint a thousand pictures

angry is the realest, the realest to make you feel this
inherence the incoherence, no clearance, just perseverance

i’m half-baked, i ain’t moving at a fast pace
no cash chase last place in this rat race

grab a zip, together we form a aggulate
better believe i’m adamant, devil my only advocate

f-ck a s.-.b., just a bummer trying to be a
got more sh-t on my mind than a plumber with diarrhea

[hook]

[verse two: angry mic]

ayo, since all of the real left, i managed to feel stressed
yo, angry what’s the deal? you ain’t landed a deal yet?

i’m not an ideal threat? if you said it, feel the tension
i’m headed there with henchmen, seek medical attention

tempting this psycho disciple named michael
a night without nyquil, i’ll snipe you with rifles

insightful, and i was raised to behave
but enraged as i aged, you can gauge by this gauge

i ain’t phased won’t rephrase any phrase i displayed
not afraid, won’t evade all the vague who dissuade

my crusade is to praise this, to pray that i’m sane
‘til my grave when decayed, i’m a slave to this trade

don’t overdose, what you hear you know is dope
so they toast coast to coast in the ear like otoscopes

i’ll -ssault you platoon, then throw salt in the wounds
what i brought, you consume, not my fault, it’s the shrooms

[hook]

- angry mic

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