mircophone attraction attach and catches all emcees das rappin...
its da essence of hip hop, dont matta wat ya spittin or religion...
its a giving, a must, a trust,i gotta stong feelin for da mic and i call it a lust...
a sexual desire, for kicken a writtin or a freestyle, and i been da best hated...
so wen i 'bust' a rhyme to everyone viewin or listenin, they all get impregnated...
im soon to be ya next favorite, giving life to a sentences, so here come birth to words...
and its like i was born in a horn how my appearance to earth was heard...
comin in feet first, and tryin 2 grab it, so sit back listen cause i pack microphone magic...
with features of a monstrous creature wit da mind of a teacher...
im considered a tyrant usin blessin as weapons like a violent preacher...
its da mic dat attracts me, and be prepared cause my flows ill, and try ya luck...
so wen im spittin i keep a condom on cause the mic, it already no's i like to fuck...
lyrically gifted, feelin spiritually lifted, i could spit it to some one wit no hands...
and i'll bet he'll feel me rip dis, young nigga spittin like a grown man...
i got a tight grip to my lyrics, its like two palms filled wit glue the way we hol hands...
and i made a design, with words i twine and bind, to spit images which are viewable to folks das blind...
i'll spit to him, scripts and hymns, and recite it tell i confuse ya mind...
dis juss some quick shyt of my microphone attraction, and da feelin dat it gives me...
cause im attached to my microphone like mickey is to disney... YEA niggas hold DAT!