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Grab the Mic

Исполнитель: Masta Killa

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[Masta Killa]<br>Yeah, it`s like salutation, greeting<br>Ladies and gents, good evening<br>I`m the speaker for the evening<br>Get up out your chair, throw your hands in the air<br>Have drinks on me, hit it slow, though<br>Each to those, well potent<br>Some particle, compound into one article<br>The headline read, shall I proceed?<br>Hell yeah, well let the turntable spin<br>Like the chrome on the G wag` Benz, let`s begin<br><br>[Chorus: Masta Killa]<br>Aiyo, spit that shit, that make niggaz wanna lick they glock<br>When I grab the microphone, I can`t stop<br>To drop that shit that make you get "ahh"<br>Down on your face, with your the gun to your --<br>Ladies in the club, they frontin` like --<br>My brothers in the club, we try`nna get "ahh"<br><br>[Masta Killa]<br>Look, another smash hit, my niggaz from the boulevard<br>East New York squad, in the yard gettin` ripped<br>`Least twenty five a clip, a hundred men stomp in ya face<br>The wolves barkin`, careful, you might get trampled<br>Caught flashin`, wrap him in the masking tape<br>Jimmy Basking, murder was the case when the crowd break fool<br>Iron Mic Duel held down by the poolside<br>Along came a spider, spun spools in a cypher<br>Screamin` on your mic, leads spray from the sawed off pipe<br>Stenographer type, the ghetto hype slang, flow gold<br>Like water off the brim when it rain<br>Iron Maiden, checkmating, no escaping, we takin` it<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Masta Killa]<br>So terrorfyin`, so electrifyin`<br>Ya`ll niggaz can`t deny, it`s so death defyin`<br>Also, unique, it`s so much heat<br>On the turntable wax, when I speak on the beat<br>One-two, throw it up, like you came to gave it up<br>Drop something in the collection cup, for the cause<br>Of the sixteen bars, fast cars and jewelry<br>Fine silk, Cantanose wine make the rhyme shine<br>Bright on the seven continent<br>Take it to the fullest extent<br>Go anywhere, and live<br><br>[Chorus 2/3]<br><br>[Masta Killa]<br>Yeah, P. Diddy, I know you dancin`<br>Crowd still movin`, ladies groovin`<br>When the God show and provin`<br><br>[Outro: Masta Killa]<br>Shit went something like that, I can`t remember how that go..<br>Knawhatimean?

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