Case Of The Misplaced Mic

They finally did it (what's that?) they stole the mic i grip

Now that it's gone (what's wrong?) i'm feelin' tired and sick

(how did they do it?) i don't know i wasn't sleepin' that long

When i woke up (what happened brother?)

My microphone was gone

At first i panicked (how?) i put the cops on the case

But they were stuck (damm?) without a clue or a trace

So sure as smokin' cigarettes is bad for your health

If i want my microphone back i'll find it myself

So i picked up the phone (for what?)

I called dizzy

Dizzy: what's up?

My mic is gone

Dizzy: word?

Let's get busy

Before i could tell dizzy what i wanted to do

He was over at my house with the tms crew

He said

Dizzy: word is out in every mouth

In the street now that your mic is gone

It's not long yill your beatand then it hit me (damm)

I got a battle at six

Without my microphone i'm guaranteed to get whipped

U might think it's unbelivable but word to the strenght

When it comes to rockin' rhymes i'm a musical nymph

They gave me other mics but yo it wasn't no use

I tried to rock one two one two

But i couldn't get loose i said forget it

My microphone or not i gotta do it

Give it all that i go (what if u loose?) it be the first time i lost

But if i beat ＆em i'll finally prove i'm the boss

I grabbed my leather jacket walked through the streets

Suckers was hopin' and preyin strictly dope would get beat

I begin to get hyped i was ready to fight

Yo i was confident that i'd win

To hell with the mic

I hopped up to the stage dizzy started the beat

Suckers shivered cause he tasted defeat

Then i signaled to dizzy bust a rhyme off my head

Perpetrator fell back (huh?) and then he was dead

I was happy as hell cause i was lucky that nite

Put my hand in my pocket and there was my mic

The case of the misplaced mic

Strictly dope in the house