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letra de mic check - oscar smith

[verse 1: oscar smith]
aye, aye, aye
hop on the track it’s my time
don’t waste it because time flies
i’m flipping beats like five guys
i’m cooking heat like fried rice
throw compliments like that’s nice
decent drip like dry ice
we gather up like nine-nine
my saviour he payed the price
aye
step back
can’t mess with the dreamers
feedback
like you’re the receiver
snapback
cause your hair receding
clap back
yeah i’m fighting my demons
humming
and drumming
im caught in these feelings
picking
and strumming
my hands to the ceiling
working on something
you making assumptions
i’m trying to function
and focus on healing
i grab the mic
like it’s my phone
about fall of a cliff
i live my life
and watch the throne
my musics more like a gift
weight of the world
i’m gone lift
an empty song
need a riff
and you complain
because your musics
getting beat by a kid
im making thunder
so low key like thor’s brother
and rapping while you stutter
my lyrics are smooth as b-tter
but are you even offended
i stood my ground
i defended
while other people
depended
on auto tune and a pen lid
oh wow
you don’t even know who’s better
came in the game but stayed for the cheddar
open the door but fold under pressure
songs so trash when you don’t put in effort
work so hard, you might think “too clever”
drip too hard, but you drop like a feather
work in the storm. i’m fighting the weather
this is my time. im better then ever
i’m letting you know
out of this world like bruno
i’m disappearing like pluto
i’m kicking it back like judo
fix my work
this my best
know i say it
with my chest
life is hard
but yeah i m blessed
i sn-tch the mic
now it’s mic check
aye!
mic check, mic check, 1, 2 (yah)
[verse 2: johrace]
(alright)
testing 1,2 1,2
almost check mate homie
better make your move
all the choices you made
influenced by social queues
ugh, uhh
mic check 1,2 1,2
gotta go hard when i rap like this
gotta go cray when i rap like this
gotta be woke like an activist
tryna keep peace like a pacifist
god bring peace to antagonist
there ain’t no help in cannabis
it ain’t all bright with endless bliss
there’s some dark with turns and twists
ugh uhh
h-llo, h-llo 1,2,3
keep eating your lettuce homie
you don’t want this beef
can’t wait to see what god has
got planned waiting for me
i enjoying living in freedom
but it ain’t given for free
rappers glorify what they take
but it ain’t what it seems
i’m on the martin luther ting
i got a list of some dreams
and lately
i just want advice
get closer to christ
getting kinda stubborn
i don’t like to cry
it’ll be alright
it’ll be alright
i just want advice
get closer to christ
it’ll be alright
[verse 3: ben jones]
sorry, ugh
i got no reason to apologise
keep all those issues in your head
don’t wanna hear no lies
i saw my father by himself
i looked him him in the eyes
where is the pieces
like the love is coming in disguise
i might check
all those diamonds on your neck
little boy
keep talking like you know the whole gang
little boy
i’m playing with the heart
like it’s a dirty old toy
wonder if the same same –
who claim to be figures
had to do it for the city
but they keep on pulling triggers
catch me in my lane with colours
i be sitting with the trippers
catch me in my lane with thieves
i be sitting with the k!llers
i be, home home, soon
catch me in the afternoon
dark sky’s, playing tunes
people acting fake
like a show cartoons
take a trip to sp-ce
i be rapping on the moon
zoom
that’s the blast from my jet
you can do the maths
30 diamonds on my neck
i be in the gym
lifting bars, flex a pec
and if you can’t communicate
you need to get your mic checked
ugh!
[verse 4: oscar smith]
i’m done with all of the chatter
i scatter my thoughts like atoms
i’m whipping this up like batter
my lyrics are sharp as daggers
don’t stand to me
a striving anomaly
and honestly
it’s hard to speak
i’m sitting here writing
and fighting
making a song a week
when people make garbage
and go platinum
see the target
i must have it
i’m hardest
there’s no capping
and yeah
all my enemies behind me
while my friends will stand beside me
it’s bout timing
but see my watch
and now it’s time for shining
ugh

mic check, mic check, 1 2
yuh
mic check, mic check, 1 2
and a
mic check, mic check, 1 2
yuh
mic check, mic check, 1 2
and a
mic check, mic check, 1 2
yuh
mic check, mic check, 1 2
and a
mic check, mic check, 1 2
yuh
mic check, mic check, 1 2
yuh

- oscar smith

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