| Song | Microphone Fiend |
| Artist | Fun Lovin' Criminals |
| Album | Loco |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was a fiend before | |
| I became a teen | |
| I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream | |
| Music orientated, so when | |
| Hip Hop was originated | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated' | |
| Cause I grabbed the mic an' tried to say, “ | |
| Yes, y’all” | |
| They tried to take it an' say that | |
| I’m too small | |
| Cool 'cause | |
| I don’t get upset | |
| I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then | |
| I jetBack to the lab without a mic to grab | |
| So then I add all the rhymes | |
| I hadOne after the other one, then | |
| I make another one | |
| To dis the opposite, then ask if the brother’s done | |
| I get a cravin', for | |
| I fiend for nicotine | |
| But I don’t need a cigarette, know what | |
| I mean?I’m ragin', rippin' up the stage | |
| An' don’t it sound amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made | |
| An' thought of 'cause it’s sort of an addiction | |
| Magnetized by the mixin' | |
| Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, you’re stuck in | |
| The mic is a drano, volcanoes eruptin' | |
| Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin' | |
| Everythin' is written in the cold, so it can coincide | |
| My thoughts to guide48 tracks to slide | |
| The invincible microphone fiend, | |
| RakimSpread the word ’cause he's in | |
| E F F E C | |
| TA smooth operator operatin' correctly | |
| But back to the problem, | |
| I gotta have it | |
| I ain't into solvin' it, silly rabbit | |
| The prescription is a hyper tune that’s thorough when | |
| I fiend for a microphone like heroin | |
| Soon as the bass kicks, | |
| I need a fix | |
| So gimme a stage an' a mic an' a mix | |
| An' I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of | |
| Unawareness? | |
| Beware, it’s the re-animator | |
| A menace to a microphone, the lethal weapon | |
| Or assassinator, if the people, they steppin' | |
| You see a part of me you never seen | |
| When I’m fiendin' for a microphone, | |
| I’m the microphone fiend | |
| After 12, | |
| I’m worse that a gremlin | |
| Feed me hip hop an' | |
| I start tremblin' | |
| The thrill of suspense is intense, you're horrified | |
| But this ain’t the cinemas of ' | |
| Tales From | |
| The Darkside' | |
| By any means necessary, this is what had to be done | |
| Make way 'cause here | |
| I comeDJ cuts material | |
| Called 'Imperial' | |
| It’s a must that | |
| I bust any mic you're hand to me | |
| It’s inherited, it’s runs in the family | |
| See, I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back | |
| If that don’t slow ’em up, | |
| I carry a full pack | |
| Now I don’t want to have to let off, you should've kept off | |
| You didn’t keep the stage warm, so step off | |
| Ladies an' gentleman, you’re about to see | |
| A past time hobby about to be | |
| Take it to the maximum, | |
| I can’t relax see | |
| I'm hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be | |
| One hell of a antidote, somethin' you can’t smoke | |
| More than dope, you’re tryin' to move away | |
| But you can’t, you’re broke | |
| More than cracked up, you should have backed up | |
| For those who act up, need to be more than smacked up | |
| Any entertainer, | |
| I got a torture chamber | |
| One on one an' | |
| I’m the remainder | |
| So close your eyes an' hold your breath | |
| An' I’ma hit’cha wit the blow of death | |
| Before you go, you’ll remember you seen | |
| The fiend for a microphone, | |
| I’m the microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| I’m the microphone fiend | |
| I’m the microphone fiend |
| I was a fiend before | |
| I became a teen | |
| I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream | |
| Music orientated, so when | |
| Hip Hop was originated | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated' | |
| Cause I grabbed the mic an' tried to say, " | |
| Yes, y' all" | |
| They tried to take it an' say that | |
| I' m too small | |
| Cool ' cause | |
| I don' t get upset | |
| I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then | |
| I jetBack to the lab without a mic to grab | |
| So then I add all the rhymes | |
| I hadOne after the other one, then | |
| I make another one | |
| To dis the opposite, then ask if the brother' s done | |
| I get a cravin', for | |
| I fiend for nicotine | |
| But I don' t need a cigarette, know what | |
| I mean? I' m ragin', rippin' up the stage | |
| An' don' t it sound amazin' ' cause every rhyme is made | |
| An' thought of ' cause it' s sort of an addiction | |
| Magnetized by the mixin' | |
| Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, you' re stuck in | |
| The mic is a drano, volcanoes eruptin' | |
| Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin' | |
| Everythin' is written in the cold, so it can coincide | |
| My thoughts to guide48 tracks to slide | |
| The invincible microphone fiend, | |
| RakimSpread the word ' cause he' s in | |
| E F F E C | |
| TA smooth operator operatin' correctly | |
| But back to the problem, | |
| I gotta have it | |
| I ain' t into solvin' it, silly rabbit | |
| The prescription is a hyper tune that' s thorough when | |
| I fiend for a microphone like heroin | |
| Soon as the bass kicks, | |
| I need a fix | |
| So gimme a stage an' a mic an' a mix | |
| An' I' ll put you in a mood or is it a state of | |
| Unawareness? | |
| Beware, it' s the reanimator | |
| A menace to a microphone, the lethal weapon | |
| Or assassinator, if the people, they steppin' | |
| You see a part of me you never seen | |
| When I' m fiendin' for a microphone, | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| After 12, | |
| I' m worse that a gremlin | |
| Feed me hip hop an' | |
| I start tremblin' | |
| The thrill of suspense is intense, you' re horrified | |
| But this ain' t the cinemas of ' | |
| Tales From | |
| The Darkside' | |
| By any means necessary, this is what had to be done | |
| Make way ' cause here | |
| I comeDJ cuts material | |
| Called ' Imperial' | |
| It' s a must that | |
| I bust any mic you' re hand to me | |
| It' s inherited, it' s runs in the family | |
| See, I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull' s back | |
| If that don' t slow ' em up, | |
| I carry a full pack | |
| Now I don' t want to have to let off, you should' ve kept off | |
| You didn' t keep the stage warm, so step off | |
| Ladies an' gentleman, you' re about to see | |
| A past time hobby about to be | |
| Take it to the maximum, | |
| I can' t relax see | |
| I' m hype as a hypochondriac ' cause the rap be | |
| One hell of a antidote, somethin' you can' t smoke | |
| More than dope, you' re tryin' to move away | |
| But you can' t, you' re broke | |
| More than cracked up, you should have backed up | |
| For those who act up, need to be more than smacked up | |
| Any entertainer, | |
| I got a torture chamber | |
| One on one an' | |
| I' m the remainder | |
| So close your eyes an' hold your breath | |
| An' I' ma hit' cha wit the blow of death | |
| Before you go, you' ll remember you seen | |
| The fiend for a microphone, | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| I' m the microphone fiend |
| I was a fiend before | |
| I became a teen | |
| I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream | |
| Music orientated, so when | |
| Hip Hop was originated | |
| Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated' | |
| Cause I grabbed the mic an' tried to say, " | |
| Yes, y' all" | |
| They tried to take it an' say that | |
| I' m too small | |
| Cool ' cause | |
| I don' t get upset | |
| I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then | |
| I jetBack to the lab without a mic to grab | |
| So then I add all the rhymes | |
| I hadOne after the other one, then | |
| I make another one | |
| To dis the opposite, then ask if the brother' s done | |
| I get a cravin', for | |
| I fiend for nicotine | |
| But I don' t need a cigarette, know what | |
| I mean? I' m ragin', rippin' up the stage | |
| An' don' t it sound amazin' ' cause every rhyme is made | |
| An' thought of ' cause it' s sort of an addiction | |
| Magnetized by the mixin' | |
| Vocals, vocabulary, in verses, you' re stuck in | |
| The mic is a drano, volcanoes eruptin' | |
| Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin' | |
| Everythin' is written in the cold, so it can coincide | |
| My thoughts to guide48 tracks to slide | |
| The invincible microphone fiend, | |
| RakimSpread the word ' cause he' s in | |
| E F F E C | |
| TA smooth operator operatin' correctly | |
| But back to the problem, | |
| I gotta have it | |
| I ain' t into solvin' it, silly rabbit | |
| The prescription is a hyper tune that' s thorough when | |
| I fiend for a microphone like heroin | |
| Soon as the bass kicks, | |
| I need a fix | |
| So gimme a stage an' a mic an' a mix | |
| An' I' ll put you in a mood or is it a state of | |
| Unawareness? | |
| Beware, it' s the reanimator | |
| A menace to a microphone, the lethal weapon | |
| Or assassinator, if the people, they steppin' | |
| You see a part of me you never seen | |
| When I' m fiendin' for a microphone, | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| After 12, | |
| I' m worse that a gremlin | |
| Feed me hip hop an' | |
| I start tremblin' | |
| The thrill of suspense is intense, you' re horrified | |
| But this ain' t the cinemas of ' | |
| Tales From | |
| The Darkside' | |
| By any means necessary, this is what had to be done | |
| Make way ' cause here | |
| I comeDJ cuts material | |
| Called ' Imperial' | |
| It' s a must that | |
| I bust any mic you' re hand to me | |
| It' s inherited, it' s runs in the family | |
| See, I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull' s back | |
| If that don' t slow ' em up, | |
| I carry a full pack | |
| Now I don' t want to have to let off, you should' ve kept off | |
| You didn' t keep the stage warm, so step off | |
| Ladies an' gentleman, you' re about to see | |
| A past time hobby about to be | |
| Take it to the maximum, | |
| I can' t relax see | |
| I' m hype as a hypochondriac ' cause the rap be | |
| One hell of a antidote, somethin' you can' t smoke | |
| More than dope, you' re tryin' to move away | |
| But you can' t, you' re broke | |
| More than cracked up, you should have backed up | |
| For those who act up, need to be more than smacked up | |
| Any entertainer, | |
| I got a torture chamber | |
| One on one an' | |
| I' m the remainder | |
| So close your eyes an' hold your breath | |
| An' I' ma hit' cha wit the blow of death | |
| Before you go, you' ll remember you seen | |
| The fiend for a microphone, | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| The microphone fiend | |
| I' m the microphone fiend | |
| I' m the microphone fiend |