Microphone Pon Cok Lyrics
| Song | Microphone Pon Cok |
| Artist | The Lady of Rage |
| Album | Necessary Roughness |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Robin Yvette Allen |
| [00:02.85] | Microphone pon cok |
| [00:04.89] | Keep it lock |
| [00:07.32] | All the niggas know the steelo |
| [00:08.64] | Rock on the regular |
| [00:09.93] | On the flow, yo |
| [00:18.00] | "The pon cok lyricist" - Redman 'It's Like That (My Big Brother)' |
| [00:20.04][Verse One: Madd 1] | |
| [00:22.11] | It be the dawning of a new era |
| [00:24.06] | Check the terror of the clever, style |
| [00:26.07] | Shot in in any type of weather |
| [00:27.81] | Hail, sleet or hurricanes, monsoon rains when I rule |
| [00:30.33] | Fools even if they pack tools they can't loosen my screws |
| [00:33.54]My style's crisper [?] | in the whisper down below |
| [00:36.45] | Filthy steelo, not the bullshit with the glitter |
| [00:38.64] | I glimmer like a nova, roll over |
| [00:40.50] | Horizons in a Range Rover |
| [00:41.88] | You can't survive even with luck from a clover |
| [00:44.10] | Four leafs |
| [00:44.85] | I prefer the seven leafs of Budapest cess |
| [00:46.98] | The potent strain like Dristan mist that eat your brains |
| [00:50.07] | I got more flavors than ingredients in delis |
| [00:52.35] | Making all these niggas jelly cause I'm strong to the max |
| [00:55.05] | In fact |
| [00:55.86] | I can wait for 50 years 'fore I bust |
| [00:58.02] | And then erupt and crush MC's without no ring rust |
| [01:01.23] | Ha |
| [01:01.74] | Be getting stupid when I rock |
| [01:03.21] | Microphone's pon cok |
| [01:05.28] | Keep it locked |
| [01:06.00][Hook] | |
| [01:06.15] | Microphone pon cok |
| [01:08.07] | Keep it lock |
| [01:08.70] | From the corner to the crevices, straight 'round the block |
| [01:12.09] | Like a locksmith me lock it down lock |
| [01:14.64] | Everything cut down and everything stop |
| [01:16.95] | From the god everything must flock |
| [01:20.16] | Coming from the mic hand every place run hot |
| [01:23.34]Don't play [?] | and stop |
| [01:25.68]X amount of [?] | strictly hip hop |
| [01:26.97][Verse Two: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [01:27.93] | Excusez moi baby boy |
| [01:29.43] | I'm hitting harder than your left jaw can withstand |
| [01:31.50] | So withdraw, I |
| [01:32.79] | Likes it rough, rugged and raw (and what) |
| [01:34.35] | A microphone fiend, super supreme |
| [01:36.12] | A fool I pity like my girl Nikk B I let off steam when I'm |
| [01:39.24] | Wrecking shit, I'm a force to be reckoned with |
| [01:41.25] | Causing definite dysfunctions |
| [01:42.78] | You couldn't connect to my shit with conjunctions |
| [01:44.67] | Get eaten like luncheon meat, capiche? |
| [01:47.25] | Not one can compete, roll with the elite squad and we roll deep |
| [01:50.88] | Rock from Alpha to Omega |
| [01:52.62] | Lay your cards on the table get verbally disabled |
| [01:55.29] | You best, pick up a thesaurus |
| [01:56.91] | Your shit is bull like Taurus |
| [01:58.44] | This ain't your Day so don't try to play Morris |
| [02:01.47] | I bust back with lyrics that break bones like bats |
| [02:04.08] | Crack my knuckles, get touched by the untouchable |
| [02:06.87] | I be one of the baddest |
| [02:07.86] | Put up your Dukes cause I'm a Hazard |
| [02:09.27] | You're gonna need a miracle like Jesus of Nazareth |
| [02:12.00] | To save your from disastrous |
| [02:13.35] | Repercussions cause we be bustin' |
| [02:14.76] | Dogg Pound much too much and |
| [02:16.14] | Them niggas still don't give a **** so |
| [02:17.70] | Ha, duck down, ha |
| [02:19.02] | Rappers are in danger |
| [02:20.37] | You don't want to feel the wrath of Rage there's too much anger |
| [02:23.04] | I'll rearrange ya whole train of thinking |
| [02:24.96] | What was ya thinking? |
| [02:25.77] | My loose lips got your ships sinking |
| [02:27.39] | Ya dead and stinking |
| [02:28.50] | Ya did, ya done |
| [02:29.94] | Lyrical murderer remain number one and that's how it is son |
| [02:36.30][Hook] | |
| [02:37.74][Verse Three: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [02:55.77] | The microphone pon cok, lock and key |
| [02:58.26] | Smack dab in the middle of my pocket baby you don't wanna lock with me |
| [03:01.14] | Cause I'm not to be ****ed with |
| [03:02.70] | You can't touch this |
| [03:03.72] | The French I speak will spread you out like mustard |
| [03:05.94] | I'm luscious |
| [03:06.63] | The dutch is extra large like deluxe is |
| [03:09.00] | Yo bust this |
| [03:09.84] | You don't wanna clutched within my clutches |
| [03:11.70] | It'll be a rainy night in Augustus |
| [03:13.17] | Georgia on your mind? |
| [03:14.34] | Nah, slaughtering these rhymes |
| [03:15.75] | At any given moment at any given time |
| [03:17.58] | If anyone think that I'm lying |
| [03:18.93] | Show your stuff |
| [03:19.80] | Where ya want it? |
| [03:20.55] | Head or gut? |
| [03:21.33] | I'm thinking I've had about enough |
| [03:22.68] | I think you done ran straight outta luck |
| [03:24.09] | For you chicken heads talking that chicken head cluck |
| [03:25.95] | Ya stuck |
| [03:26.52] | About to get plucked, so what? |
| [03:28.26] | I'll take you at uh, 20,000 degrees or |
| [03:30.48] | At 20,000 leagues under the sea |
| [03:31.92] | You try to play big fish I play you like bumble bee |
| [03:34.11] | Tuna |
| [03:34.65] | You couldn't blow up the spot better than this if you were the una- |
| [03:36.96] | Bomber, I got that shit fatter than your mama |
| [03:39.12] | The drama |
| [03:40.02] | Raging and my nine |
| [03:41.19] | Take Ini or any |
| [03:42.48] | Come mosey on over my way baby I got goods and I got plenty |
| [03:45.42] | If any, step they'll get flipped like pennies |
| [03:47.73] | Heads or tails |
| [03:48.87] | Call it in the air |
| [03:50.04] | Get blinded by the diamond puff glare |
| [03:52.20] | You're stuck in a stare |
| [03:53.58] | I double dare all these hot shot that think they too hot to trot |
| [03:57.12] | You ain't got the Motts |
| [03:58.29] | Your shit stinks like Fox |
| [03:59.85] | Turn it up a notch |
| [04:01.02] | Who's hot? You not |
| [04:02.40] | Do stop |
| [04:03.21] | You just got dropped |
| [04:04.26] | By the one who's got it locked |
| [04:05.73] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:06.96][Hook] | |
| [04:07.11] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:09.06] | Keep it lock |
| [04:11.10] | "The pon cok lyricist" |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Robin Yvette Allen |
| [00:02.85] | Microphone pon cok |
| [00:04.89] | Keep it lock |
| [00:07.32] | All the niggas know the steelo |
| [00:08.64] | Rock on the regular |
| [00:09.93] | On the flow, yo |
| [00:18.00] | " The pon cok lyricist" - Redman ' It' s Like That My Big Brother' |
| [00:20.04][Verse One: Madd 1] | |
| [00:22.11] | It be the dawning of a new era |
| [00:24.06] | Check the terror of the clever, style |
| [00:26.07] | Shot in in any type of weather |
| [00:27.81] | Hail, sleet or hurricanes, monsoon rains when I rule |
| [00:30.33] | Fools even if they pack tools they can' t loosen my screws |
| [00:33.54]My style's crisper [?] | in the whisper down below |
| [00:36.45] | Filthy steelo, not the bullshit with the glitter |
| [00:38.64] | I glimmer like a nova, roll over |
| [00:40.50] | Horizons in a Range Rover |
| [00:41.88] | You can' t survive even with luck from a clover |
| [00:44.10] | Four leafs |
| [00:44.85] | I prefer the seven leafs of Budapest cess |
| [00:46.98] | The potent strain like Dristan mist that eat your brains |
| [00:50.07] | I got more flavors than ingredients in delis |
| [00:52.35] | Making all these niggas jelly cause I' m strong to the max |
| [00:55.05] | In fact |
| [00:55.86] | I can wait for 50 years ' fore I bust |
| [00:58.02] | And then erupt and crush MC' s without no ring rust |
| [01:01.23] | Ha |
| [01:01.74] | Be getting stupid when I rock |
| [01:03.21] | Microphone' s pon cok |
| [01:05.28] | Keep it locked |
| [01:06.00][Hook] | |
| [01:06.15] | Microphone pon cok |
| [01:08.07] | Keep it lock |
| [01:08.70] | From the corner to the crevices, straight ' round the block |
| [01:12.09] | Like a locksmith me lock it down lock |
| [01:14.64] | Everything cut down and everything stop |
| [01:16.95] | From the god everything must flock |
| [01:20.16] | Coming from the mic hand every place run hot |
| [01:23.34]Don't play [?] | and stop |
| [01:25.68]X amount of [?] | strictly hip hop |
| [01:26.97][Verse Two: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [01:27.93] | Excusez moi baby boy |
| [01:29.43] | I' m hitting harder than your left jaw can withstand |
| [01:31.50] | So withdraw, I |
| [01:32.79] | Likes it rough, rugged and raw and what |
| [01:34.35] | A microphone fiend, super supreme |
| [01:36.12] | A fool I pity like my girl Nikk B I let off steam when I' m |
| [01:39.24] | Wrecking shit, I' m a force to be reckoned with |
| [01:41.25] | Causing definite dysfunctions |
| [01:42.78] | You couldn' t connect to my shit with conjunctions |
| [01:44.67] | Get eaten like luncheon meat, capiche? |
| [01:47.25] | Not one can compete, roll with the elite squad and we roll deep |
| [01:50.88] | Rock from Alpha to Omega |
| [01:52.62] | Lay your cards on the table get verbally disabled |
| [01:55.29] | You best, pick up a thesaurus |
| [01:56.91] | Your shit is bull like Taurus |
| [01:58.44] | This ain' t your Day so don' t try to play Morris |
| [02:01.47] | I bust back with lyrics that break bones like bats |
| [02:04.08] | Crack my knuckles, get touched by the untouchable |
| [02:06.87] | I be one of the baddest |
| [02:07.86] | Put up your Dukes cause I' m a Hazard |
| [02:09.27] | You' re gonna need a miracle like Jesus of Nazareth |
| [02:12.00] | To save your from disastrous |
| [02:13.35] | Repercussions cause we be bustin' |
| [02:14.76] | Dogg Pound much too much and |
| [02:16.14] | Them niggas still don' t give a so |
| [02:17.70] | Ha, duck down, ha |
| [02:19.02] | Rappers are in danger |
| [02:20.37] | You don' t want to feel the wrath of Rage there' s too much anger |
| [02:23.04] | I' ll rearrange ya whole train of thinking |
| [02:24.96] | What was ya thinking? |
| [02:25.77] | My loose lips got your ships sinking |
| [02:27.39] | Ya dead and stinking |
| [02:28.50] | Ya did, ya done |
| [02:29.94] | Lyrical murderer remain number one and that' s how it is son |
| [02:36.30][Hook] | |
| [02:37.74][Verse Three: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [02:55.77] | The microphone pon cok, lock and key |
| [02:58.26] | Smack dab in the middle of my pocket baby you don' t wanna lock with me |
| [03:01.14] | Cause I' m not to be ed with |
| [03:02.70] | You can' t touch this |
| [03:03.72] | The French I speak will spread you out like mustard |
| [03:05.94] | I' m luscious |
| [03:06.63] | The dutch is extra large like deluxe is |
| [03:09.00] | Yo bust this |
| [03:09.84] | You don' t wanna clutched within my clutches |
| [03:11.70] | It' ll be a rainy night in Augustus |
| [03:13.17] | Georgia on your mind? |
| [03:14.34] | Nah, slaughtering these rhymes |
| [03:15.75] | At any given moment at any given time |
| [03:17.58] | If anyone think that I' m lying |
| [03:18.93] | Show your stuff |
| [03:19.80] | Where ya want it? |
| [03:20.55] | Head or gut? |
| [03:21.33] | I' m thinking I' ve had about enough |
| [03:22.68] | I think you done ran straight outta luck |
| [03:24.09] | For you chicken heads talking that chicken head cluck |
| [03:25.95] | Ya stuck |
| [03:26.52] | About to get plucked, so what? |
| [03:28.26] | I' ll take you at uh, 20, 000 degrees or |
| [03:30.48] | At 20, 000 leagues under the sea |
| [03:31.92] | You try to play big fish I play you like bumble bee |
| [03:34.11] | Tuna |
| [03:34.65] | You couldn' t blow up the spot better than this if you were the una- |
| [03:36.96] | Bomber, I got that shit fatter than your mama |
| [03:39.12] | The drama |
| [03:40.02] | Raging and my nine |
| [03:41.19] | Take Ini or any |
| [03:42.48] | Come mosey on over my way baby I got goods and I got plenty |
| [03:45.42] | If any, step they' ll get flipped like pennies |
| [03:47.73] | Heads or tails |
| [03:48.87] | Call it in the air |
| [03:50.04] | Get blinded by the diamond puff glare |
| [03:52.20] | You' re stuck in a stare |
| [03:53.58] | I double dare all these hot shot that think they too hot to trot |
| [03:57.12] | You ain' t got the Motts |
| [03:58.29] | Your shit stinks like Fox |
| [03:59.85] | Turn it up a notch |
| [04:01.02] | Who' s hot? You not |
| [04:02.40] | Do stop |
| [04:03.21] | You just got dropped |
| [04:04.26] | By the one who' s got it locked |
| [04:05.73] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:06.96][Hook] | |
| [04:07.11] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:09.06] | Keep it lock |
| [04:11.10] | " The pon cok lyricist" |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Robin Yvette Allen |
| [00:02.85] | Microphone pon cok |
| [00:04.89] | Keep it lock |
| [00:07.32] | All the niggas know the steelo |
| [00:08.64] | Rock on the regular |
| [00:09.93] | On the flow, yo |
| [00:18.00] | " The pon cok lyricist" - Redman ' It' s Like That My Big Brother' |
| [00:20.04][Verse One: Madd 1] | |
| [00:22.11] | It be the dawning of a new era |
| [00:24.06] | Check the terror of the clever, style |
| [00:26.07] | Shot in in any type of weather |
| [00:27.81] | Hail, sleet or hurricanes, monsoon rains when I rule |
| [00:30.33] | Fools even if they pack tools they can' t loosen my screws |
| [00:33.54]My style's crisper [?] | in the whisper down below |
| [00:36.45] | Filthy steelo, not the bullshit with the glitter |
| [00:38.64] | I glimmer like a nova, roll over |
| [00:40.50] | Horizons in a Range Rover |
| [00:41.88] | You can' t survive even with luck from a clover |
| [00:44.10] | Four leafs |
| [00:44.85] | I prefer the seven leafs of Budapest cess |
| [00:46.98] | The potent strain like Dristan mist that eat your brains |
| [00:50.07] | I got more flavors than ingredients in delis |
| [00:52.35] | Making all these niggas jelly cause I' m strong to the max |
| [00:55.05] | In fact |
| [00:55.86] | I can wait for 50 years ' fore I bust |
| [00:58.02] | And then erupt and crush MC' s without no ring rust |
| [01:01.23] | Ha |
| [01:01.74] | Be getting stupid when I rock |
| [01:03.21] | Microphone' s pon cok |
| [01:05.28] | Keep it locked |
| [01:06.00][Hook] | |
| [01:06.15] | Microphone pon cok |
| [01:08.07] | Keep it lock |
| [01:08.70] | From the corner to the crevices, straight ' round the block |
| [01:12.09] | Like a locksmith me lock it down lock |
| [01:14.64] | Everything cut down and everything stop |
| [01:16.95] | From the god everything must flock |
| [01:20.16] | Coming from the mic hand every place run hot |
| [01:23.34]Don't play [?] | and stop |
| [01:25.68]X amount of [?] | strictly hip hop |
| [01:26.97][Verse Two: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [01:27.93] | Excusez moi baby boy |
| [01:29.43] | I' m hitting harder than your left jaw can withstand |
| [01:31.50] | So withdraw, I |
| [01:32.79] | Likes it rough, rugged and raw and what |
| [01:34.35] | A microphone fiend, super supreme |
| [01:36.12] | A fool I pity like my girl Nikk B I let off steam when I' m |
| [01:39.24] | Wrecking shit, I' m a force to be reckoned with |
| [01:41.25] | Causing definite dysfunctions |
| [01:42.78] | You couldn' t connect to my shit with conjunctions |
| [01:44.67] | Get eaten like luncheon meat, capiche? |
| [01:47.25] | Not one can compete, roll with the elite squad and we roll deep |
| [01:50.88] | Rock from Alpha to Omega |
| [01:52.62] | Lay your cards on the table get verbally disabled |
| [01:55.29] | You best, pick up a thesaurus |
| [01:56.91] | Your shit is bull like Taurus |
| [01:58.44] | This ain' t your Day so don' t try to play Morris |
| [02:01.47] | I bust back with lyrics that break bones like bats |
| [02:04.08] | Crack my knuckles, get touched by the untouchable |
| [02:06.87] | I be one of the baddest |
| [02:07.86] | Put up your Dukes cause I' m a Hazard |
| [02:09.27] | You' re gonna need a miracle like Jesus of Nazareth |
| [02:12.00] | To save your from disastrous |
| [02:13.35] | Repercussions cause we be bustin' |
| [02:14.76] | Dogg Pound much too much and |
| [02:16.14] | Them niggas still don' t give a so |
| [02:17.70] | Ha, duck down, ha |
| [02:19.02] | Rappers are in danger |
| [02:20.37] | You don' t want to feel the wrath of Rage there' s too much anger |
| [02:23.04] | I' ll rearrange ya whole train of thinking |
| [02:24.96] | What was ya thinking? |
| [02:25.77] | My loose lips got your ships sinking |
| [02:27.39] | Ya dead and stinking |
| [02:28.50] | Ya did, ya done |
| [02:29.94] | Lyrical murderer remain number one and that' s how it is son |
| [02:36.30][Hook] | |
| [02:37.74][Verse Three: The Lady Of Rage] | |
| [02:55.77] | The microphone pon cok, lock and key |
| [02:58.26] | Smack dab in the middle of my pocket baby you don' t wanna lock with me |
| [03:01.14] | Cause I' m not to be ed with |
| [03:02.70] | You can' t touch this |
| [03:03.72] | The French I speak will spread you out like mustard |
| [03:05.94] | I' m luscious |
| [03:06.63] | The dutch is extra large like deluxe is |
| [03:09.00] | Yo bust this |
| [03:09.84] | You don' t wanna clutched within my clutches |
| [03:11.70] | It' ll be a rainy night in Augustus |
| [03:13.17] | Georgia on your mind? |
| [03:14.34] | Nah, slaughtering these rhymes |
| [03:15.75] | At any given moment at any given time |
| [03:17.58] | If anyone think that I' m lying |
| [03:18.93] | Show your stuff |
| [03:19.80] | Where ya want it? |
| [03:20.55] | Head or gut? |
| [03:21.33] | I' m thinking I' ve had about enough |
| [03:22.68] | I think you done ran straight outta luck |
| [03:24.09] | For you chicken heads talking that chicken head cluck |
| [03:25.95] | Ya stuck |
| [03:26.52] | About to get plucked, so what? |
| [03:28.26] | I' ll take you at uh, 20, 000 degrees or |
| [03:30.48] | At 20, 000 leagues under the sea |
| [03:31.92] | You try to play big fish I play you like bumble bee |
| [03:34.11] | Tuna |
| [03:34.65] | You couldn' t blow up the spot better than this if you were the una- |
| [03:36.96] | Bomber, I got that shit fatter than your mama |
| [03:39.12] | The drama |
| [03:40.02] | Raging and my nine |
| [03:41.19] | Take Ini or any |
| [03:42.48] | Come mosey on over my way baby I got goods and I got plenty |
| [03:45.42] | If any, step they' ll get flipped like pennies |
| [03:47.73] | Heads or tails |
| [03:48.87] | Call it in the air |
| [03:50.04] | Get blinded by the diamond puff glare |
| [03:52.20] | You' re stuck in a stare |
| [03:53.58] | I double dare all these hot shot that think they too hot to trot |
| [03:57.12] | You ain' t got the Motts |
| [03:58.29] | Your shit stinks like Fox |
| [03:59.85] | Turn it up a notch |
| [04:01.02] | Who' s hot? You not |
| [04:02.40] | Do stop |
| [04:03.21] | You just got dropped |
| [04:04.26] | By the one who' s got it locked |
| [04:05.73] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:06.96][Hook] | |
| [04:07.11] | Microphone pon cok |
| [04:09.06] | Keep it lock |
| [04:11.10] | " The pon cok lyricist" |
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