Gang Starr - Glowing Mic pe Lyrkit

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Glowing Mic

Glowing Mic

Just trade the mic' for my glow
You know, you-you know
You know it's backwards to go against God, dawg
Just trade the mic' for my glow
You-you-you know it's backwards to go against God, dawg
That explains how we rock

Mister Gang Starr, I make it do what it do
So true, classic like the fu man chu
Now, you cowards see I'm holding the title
Married to the game, son, you know that I'm vital
Your shit's weak, you ain't true to this
I'm the embodiment of real, I paid my dues in this
Mister Gang Starr, a hip-hop phenom
The bomb, these misfits just don't belong

Off-top, I go for the head pop
You got your chest protector so you still get dropped
Bedrock, just like Bonnie and Fred
Mister Gang Starr, coming with a arm at your heads
The charm is now dead, they tired of you
Not even gonna ask what you were tryna do
I'm frying a few domes, just like I do catfish
Got 'em doing backflips, this ain't gymnastics
This drastic for foes, I got 'em walking on tippy toes
Ballerina style, you don't wanna see the Nina's child
Meanwhile, mister Gang Starr relates, not commercial
Yet still, I'm one of the greats
Controversial like your favorite emcee debates
I'm classic like a brick coming straight out the crate
Fresh out the gate again, time to fill my plate again
It's mister Gang to the Starr, I'm the latest trend

Mister Gang Starr, I make it do what it do
So true, classic like the fu man chu
Now, you cowards see I'm holding the title
Married to the game, son, you know that I'm vital
Your shit's weak, you ain't true to this
I'm the embodiment of real, I paid my dues in this
Mister Gang Starr, a hip-hop phenom
The bomb, these misfits just don't belong

Who's a legendary character? Harder than the floor
Similar to nothing you ever saw
Historically consistent, methodically persistent
Categorically gifted for sure
Never down for the count, might fool you with the Ruger, though
Work by combinations, cracking shells, splitting yo
Witness my third evolution
Close your eyes if you're afraid to see these herds' execution
One of these, I annihilate, obliterate, terminate
Treat 'em like that, I watch them short cakes bake
Mister Gang Starr, the one and only, only one
Niggas are gassed, soon, they'll be the lonely ones
You know me son, I bring the fire like a blowtorch
So don't step too close or you'll end up getting most scorched
Just like a charcoal briquet
So if it ain't homage we ain't even make it hard for you yet

Mister Gang Starr, I make it do what it do
So true, classic like the fu man chu
Now, you cowards see I'm holding the title
Married to the game, son, you know that I'm vital
Your shit's weak, you ain't true to this
I'm the embodiment of real, I paid my dues in this
Mister Gang Starr, a hip-hop phenom
The bomb, these misfits just don't belong

That-that, that-that
That-that-that-that explains how we rock
That, that, that-that
That-that-that explains how we rock

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