| (1st verse) | |
| If i lay low and let the day go it'll slow my payroll | |
| Aye-yo i'm a terrorize charge and slay shows | |
| Ra slay flows go as far as the barbados | |
| On the turntable sound like tornadoes | |
| My style is performed like tropical storms | |
| Your not to get on the whole spot will get torn | |
| I keep the metropolitan hollering and bring the dollars in | |
| Keep the models following wise as king solomon | |
| Come slow through the jungle like an animal | |
| Invade any land i go like general hannibal | |
| From long island to queens light up the new york scenes | |
| All the way to new orleans and everything in between | |
| Left to go bless a show in mexico | |
| Next thing i know it's extra cold i see eskimo's | |
| Time to rock get it hot soon as i get in there | |
| Spit in they ear so flow they froze and i disappear | |
| (chorus)(2x) | |
| It's a must that i bust any mic that you hand to me | |
| It's inherited it runs in the family | |
| (2nd verse) | |
| They said i was a head of my time or either here before | |
| To see the idea clear it takes a year or more | |
| Now times that by the years i reign straight-seven | |
| No hear for four years still multiplied by eleven | |
| The silence's a set back make em regret that | |
| One way to get back is violence and wet cats | |
| But hold your head black or i'll never rap again | |
| Just when i thought i was out they pulled me back in | |
| Now that was two years ago and if cats start interfering | |
| Then i'm a go back to the gat and racketeering | |
| My sabotage is camaflouge and espionage | |
| You ain't havin ra so don't test the god | |
| I'm takin' all orders i can't afford extorters | |
| I hit em in the head with a hundred dollars in quarters | |
| So warn a friend tell em it's on again | |
| If it's a freestyle bust in a park i want in | |
| (chorus)(2x) | |
| It's a must that i bust any mic that you hand to me | |
| It's inherited it runs in the family | |
| (3rd verse) | |
| I managed to get paid for a decade now add three years on to that | |
| Perform with a knack yes i was born to rap | |
| The mic lebanon teflon don is back | |
| I strike with better bombs and armed to attack | |
| So reload the van go ahead let em in | |
| Every tours a war and i'm on the road again | |
| Suprise a town the place it's live and loud | |
| We vibin' now i go wild and dive in the crowd | |
| Never hit the ground they catch me and carry me around | |
| Then put me right back on stage to shut it down | |
| From new york to cali, japan and i-tali | |
| I'm known as the microphone muhammad ali | |
| I'm worldwide my brothers be biggin' me up | |
| Keep the girls occupied lovin' diggin' me what | |
| Ain't around when i come to town they mad glad | |
| Like saddaam they even say i'm the bomb in baghdad | |
| (chorus)(4x) | |
| It's a must that i bust any mic that you hand to me | |
| It's inherited it runs in the family |
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