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 beat
And 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 unbelievable
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 beatsuckers 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