Microphones

[Aceyalone]<br>Excuse me - sir, whose microphone is this?<br>"I think it`s that guy over there"<br>This guy over here?<br>Excuse me, is this your microphone?<br>"Yeah"<br>I mean, I`ve seen a lot of MC`s on this microphone<br>but this is your microphone, right?<br>"Yeah, yeah, it`s mine"<br>I mean, what i really wanted to know is, <br>is this really, I mean really, really your microphone?<br><br>[Aceyalone]<br>This microphone is mine<br>whenever I hold it, I transcend time<br>this microphone allows me to shine<br>bright, with the light<br>this microphone is my weapon<br>this microphone is my confidant<br>this microphone is my magical wand<br>to make all y`all, all y`all<br>I mean all y`all respond<br>yeeeaahh<br>this microphone takes me one step beyond<br>this microphone helped to save my soul<br>this microphone helped to pave this road<br>they say "what do you do?"<br>I say "what do you mean?"<br>they say "what`s your profession"<br>I say "microphone fiend"<br>this microphone is the one and only thing<br>that lets me live, lets me open up and give<br>this microphone helps me not be broke<br>this microphone helped to feed my folks<br>this microphone always keeps me awoke<br>I tell the truth and I don`t tell jokes<br>now check it<br>I tell the truth and I don`t tell jokes<br>now check it out<br>this microphone, when it`s in my hand<br>with or without a band, or a mic stand<br>I command, even if it`s static-y and distorted<br>I still gotta automatically record it<br>this microphone, connected to the power supply<br>my thoughts blossom, like flowers in the sky<br>this microphone...<br><br>[P.E.A.C.E.]<br>Deactivate factor<br>we fracture microphones<br>is that a microphone? a microphone?<br>go on and roam, take out loans<br>if you wanna own, backpains, swallow it down<br>live from LA, it`s Peace and Aceyalone<br>speak rhymes over cell phones<br>now I know you not gonna sing that song<br>why? `cause ain`t nobody gonna understand that, homes<br>this fool is the most assured ?? and thongs on<br>down car phones, somebody passed out<br>with the car door opened, assed out<br>run up on him, see what he got<br>a nice box of microphones, microphones<br>these are the same ones being slung to the clones<br>oooh, another busted busta getting broke by the microphone..<br><br>[spoken]<br>Okay, now I see you proved your point<br>so now, I do have another question for you<br>"What`s that?", "Why so many questions, man?"<br>I want to know, who`s style is that?<br><br>[Aceyalone]<br>Aw P.E.A.C.E. man you know these fools are just LIARS<br>They got fundamental problems they`re good DRYERS<br>but they`re not FLIERS<br>They`re wings are broken, they`re sittin` there choking on bones<br>When they can get down on the microphone<br>I`m committed, I did it, I hit it<br>Completely.. reared system<br>All booted up uh, all suited up huh<br>Looking all cute, when I`m about to.. take your boots<br>And I`m about to take the gloves too<br>And everything I love I.. love you but I still gotta shove you<br>In my oven full of MCs `cause you`re not maTURE<br>you`re not PURE, your styles don`t enDURE<br>for SURE! .. this is WAR!<br>And I`m a warrior and you get ripped up and tore<br>All into pieces, huh, but uh check my thesis<br>P.E.A.C.E. is up next, aight peace<br><br>[P.E.A.C.E.]<br>You say styles is what you want, huh<br>You say styles is what you flaunt, huh<br>But you`re not knowing about P.E. A-C-E and Aceyalone<br>We get down straight burn it to the bone<br>On the micropho-o-one, micropho-o-one<br>Get on down hound, dance if you wa-a-ant<br>We don`t care we `bout to take y`all home<br>To the end of the cut y`all don`t know what`s up<br>But break me down now<br>See ya homie<br>We out<br><br>Microphone