Bless the M.I.C.

Stone Crazy

The Beatnuts

歌词

(Psycho Les) Drop it On ‘Em x2

(Hook) Get on the mic and bless the M-I-C (eyo) x 4

Psycho Les

I'm a hit you up with an exclusive

Beatnut joint got you froze like gunpoint

***** *****s gettin drowsy droppin to they knees like prostis shout to my Queens posse

From Northern Boulevard straight up Junction my system got to be in full function to the max

Doin 90 relax down Roosevelt Heineken between the laps

But debt that issue times rip you like tissue and fold you up and wipe my ass wit you

GOOD? Make sure you understand. Understood? (mutha*****ah)

Get on the mic and Bless the M.I.C (eyo)

Gab Gotcha

I hustle bangin jargon through ya

jungle at a bargain I'm hydro sparkin jugglin babies down like Barnum

you clownin claim to grip a flow so tight

I humble pros who go thinkin it can't happen tonight

what better time than now?

Make you a distant memory my pedigree specialize in cheddar cheese I forever be the architect constantly to build my conglomerate construction with bricks to get us cribs and apar**ent

wreck the parliament drugadelic the flashlight one nation under grooves on this beat nuff life so get the funk right

you the skunk type who spark greens I like Cambodian grown by the Vietnamese while gettin blown by a Phillipine queen who strip tease and seeing figures bleed like the final Godfather scenes

now the faculties throughout the world'll know watch and take notice

Chief General Gab Gotcha

(Hook) Get on the mic and bless the M-I-C (eyo) x 4

JuJu

Tie em up quick light em up quick get the ends

Yo I never had too many friends

money mens keep a low key

You gotta have the stash remotely

(Away from the family and coke) or get smoked provoke me

I never let the Chocolate choke me

I know what it mean to be broke B ya joking me?

That *****t is over like those leather front pullovers them Gucci hats and them high rise Chevy Novas