| Song | The Case of the Misplaced Mic |
| Artist | Tupac |
| Artist | Tupac Shakur |
| Album | The Lost Tapes |
| Verse 1 - 2pac (DJ Bizzy) | |
| They finally did it (whats that?) | |
| They stole the mic i grip | |
| Now that its Gone (whats wrong?) | |
| I'm feelin' tired and sick | |
| (How did they do it?) I don't know I wasnt sleepin that long | |
| When i woke up (what happened brotha?) | |
| My Microphone was gone | |
| First I paniced (how?) | |
| I put the cops on the case | |
| But they was stumped (damn) | |
| Without a clue or a trace | |
| So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health | |
| If i want my microphone back i'll do it my self | |
| So I picked up the phone (For what?) | |
| I called Dizzy (Whats up?) | |
| My Mics gone (Wurd?) | |
| Lets get Busy | |
| Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to Do | |
| He was over at my house with the TMS crew | |
| He said (Word is out on every mouth on the street | |
| Now that its gone its not long 'til your beat) | |
| And then it hit me (DAMNNN) | |
| I got a battle at 6 | |
| With out my microphone | |
| I'm guaranteed to get whipped | |
| Ya might think its unbelievable | |
| But word to the strength | |
| When it comes to rockin rhymes | |
| Im a musical nimth | |
| They Gave me other mics | |
| But yo it wasn't no use | |
| I tried to rock it (one-two one-two) | |
| But I couldn't get loose | |
| I said forget it | |
| Ya microphone or not | |
| And I got to do this | |
| Give it all that I got (Yo what if ya loose?) | |
| It'd be the first time I lost | |
| But if I beat 'em it'd finally prove that I'm the boss | |
| I grabbed my leather jacket | |
| Walked through the streets | |
| Was hopin and payin | |
| Strictly dope won't get beat | |
| I begin to get hyped | |
| I was ready to fight | |
| Yo I was confident that I win | |
| To hell with the mic! | |
| I hop on to the stage | |
| Dizzy started the beat | |
| The sucka shivered | |
| Because he tasted defeat | |
| Then I signaled to Dizzy | |
| Bust a rhyme wit my head | |
| Perpetrator fell back (HA!) | |
| And then he was dead | |
| I was happy as hell | |
| 'Cause I was lucky that night | |
| Put my hand in my pocket | |
| And there was my mic | |
| haha | |
| (now why you tell em that?) | |
| The case of the misplaced mic | |
| Verse 2 2pac (Rock T) | |
| I'm down with Strictly Dope | |
| (so?) That means I'm more than you can handle | |
| (hot?) I'm hotter than the wax from a candle | |
| (me?) That's Rock T he's my microphone companion | |
| (Lyrics?) Full of knowledge truth and understandin' | |
| (hobbies?) Rappin' is my only recreation | |
| (retire?) Ya must be on some kind of medication | |
| (why!?) Cuz I'll never loosin up my mic grip | |
| (drugs?) Never cuz i'm livin on the right tip | |
| (Sex?) Only with my girl becasue I love her | |
| (Babies?) Impossible I always use a rubber | |
| (board?) Rarely 'cause I'm keepin' myself busy | |
| (scratch?) Nah, I leave the cuttin' up to Dizzy |
| Verse 1 2pac DJ Bizzy | |
| They finally did it whats that? | |
| They stole the mic i grip | |
| Now that its Gone whats wrong? | |
| I' m feelin' tired and sick | |
| How did they do it? I don' t know I wasnt sleepin that long | |
| When i woke up what happened brotha? | |
| My Microphone was gone | |
| First I paniced how? | |
| I put the cops on the case | |
| But they was stumped damn | |
| Without a clue or a trace | |
| So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health | |
| If i want my microphone back i' ll do it my self | |
| So I picked up the phone For what? | |
| I called Dizzy Whats up? | |
| My Mics gone Wurd? | |
| Lets get Busy | |
| Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to Do | |
| He was over at my house with the TMS crew | |
| He said Word is out on every mouth on the street | |
| Now that its gone its not long ' til your beat | |
| And then it hit me DAMNNN | |
| I got a battle at 6 | |
| With out my microphone | |
| I' m guaranteed to get whipped | |
| Ya might think its unbelievable | |
| But word to the strength | |
| When it comes to rockin rhymes | |
| Im a musical nimth | |
| They Gave me other mics | |
| But yo it wasn' t no use | |
| I tried to rock it onetwo onetwo | |
| But I couldn' t get loose | |
| I said forget it | |
| Ya microphone or not | |
| And I got to do this | |
| Give it all that I got Yo what if ya loose? | |
| It' d be the first time I lost | |
| But if I beat ' em it' d finally prove that I' m the boss | |
| I grabbed my leather jacket | |
| Walked through the streets | |
| Was hopin and payin | |
| Strictly dope won' t get beat | |
| I begin to get hyped | |
| I was ready to fight | |
| Yo I was confident that I win | |
| To hell with the mic! | |
| I hop on to the stage | |
| Dizzy started the beat | |
| The sucka shivered | |
| Because he tasted defeat | |
| Then I signaled to Dizzy | |
| Bust a rhyme wit my head | |
| Perpetrator fell back HA! | |
| And then he was dead | |
| I was happy as hell | |
| ' Cause I was lucky that night | |
| Put my hand in my pocket | |
| And there was my mic | |
| haha | |
| now why you tell em that? | |
| The case of the misplaced mic | |
| Verse 2 2pac Rock T | |
| I' m down with Strictly Dope | |
| so? That means I' m more than you can handle | |
| hot? I' m hotter than the wax from a candle | |
| me? That' s Rock T he' s my microphone companion | |
| Lyrics? Full of knowledge truth and understandin' | |
| hobbies? Rappin' is my only recreation | |
| retire? Ya must be on some kind of medication | |
| why!? Cuz I' ll never loosin up my mic grip | |
| drugs? Never cuz i' m livin on the right tip | |
| Sex? Only with my girl becasue I love her | |
| Babies? Impossible I always use a rubber | |
| board? Rarely ' cause I' m keepin' myself busy | |
| scratch? Nah, I leave the cuttin' up to Dizzy |