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letra de who invented the mic - e-dubble

[verse 1]
my rap songs are strictly on a need to know
now the cat’s out the bag, cause i need to flow
and change up styles for people who been waiting a while
cause fans want irish toothache on their radio dial
and i can’t blame them, cause there’s a lyrical drought
when the number one single on the charts is about
white t-shirts, crunk juice and gold–ss t–th
man, if i want to make a video about that, i would go two sheets
so i dumbed down the rhymes on this one for you
monosyllabic – even catch ’em if you’re deaf or mute
or stupid. sh-t, i can’t predict the outcome
of my rhymes when i go and i perform them live
and i’m, i’m talking on this track. i can’t even imagine that
i wouldn’t have fathomed that, or gathered that as factual facts
your momma’s way too fat. your tracks are way too whack
let’s take this back to old-school times and act like we still rap on wax

[hook x2]
god bless the people who invented the mic
without hip-hop, music’s like a seatless bike
it’s useless for you stupid amateurs
don’t abuse this music. just get loose to it

[verse 2]
my vernacular is not natural
people don’t speak like this. that’s because
people can’t understand when you speak this fast
and get p-ssed off when they can’t keep up
and i like it that way, because now
i have my own language that only i can speak
and only other hip-hop heads and true blue fans
can communicate with me
better grab yourself a stenographer
better get yourself a typist
you won’t like this, but you’ll bite this
and later on claim that you can write this
but you can’t write this, and we all know it
i give you the microphone to try to show. then
you hop on stage and the beat comes on
and even you know that you’re going to blow it
now the whole entire place
is laughing in your face
you start to act a fool. take a swing at me
now security’s using mace
but f-ck mace. we got fists to feed
irish toothache’s stand on stage with me
getting kicked in the stomach so many times
you’d think all our shoes were made with cleats

- e dubble

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