The Mic (feat. Pebbles The Invisible Girl)

Feel the magnetism between us (The mic)

Growing stronger, stronger (The mic)

Why don't we do it?

I was in a case, outta state, she was thirteen and good, we had hotter date

It was just a number she never told me she was knocked up,, by the end of the summer chick almost had me locked up.

My aunt came and got me and steadied the block

We bounce to the yeti and I'm ready to rock

With no attachments, feeling a little loose

Blowing up in every spot we had a little juice

Probably the dime on the Afghani butter

We played the stage standing by the speaker, and suddenly

Who tapped me? I'm about to get real ill

Already rep'ed the whole club with metal-faced steel will

What a sweet surprise, ho with the fly eyes

And fine, she pulled me to the sidelines

The mystery shot up with strong words, she was an intelligent wisdom, and a song bird

I met her last week at the same place, she stepped to me the same way at a no-shame pace

I'm off guard, her game had me choked up

Checkin' me, play-testing' me, till I spoked up

Seven whole days and nights and not a word from you

I was worried, I thought I woulda heard from you

Stranger, you know I never get enough of you

How you be coming through? (The mic)

My self and two air likes I ran through crew of three

In my earlier days they showed me things new to me

So we were mad brothers, who they had hit on

They even used to watch each other just to rock they shit off

When slovenly two smile and I'm scoping her up

Switching off three times a night made them more opener

So you could love Allah or leave him the hell alone

Message from my god father, solid gold telephone

Many of my men were up in smoke while checkin' with these chickens

I ended up broke

You find out who's your mans when you're broke like a bad joke

It's funny when you on you got mad folk

I played the middle man in every little scam

Some as complex as a hip-hop album riddle jam

I find it quite intriguing as I think about rappers

Walk up on me speaking what they stinking mouth (About what?)

About this and that, from sneakers to hats to gets

Freaky chicks with they cootie cat raps

Endless that, include a dice a dat

I'm at a black tie affair with a diva, with the fatty fat

I play the back stead on the humble

But be right up from when we get ready to rumble

I gave her breath control, ask her who she learned off

Coulda took her back to the crib, except I was turned off

Me and you, was overdue

From getting together, baby

I always knew

Our love was meant to be (The mic, The mic)

Feel the magnetism between us (The mic)

Growing' stronger, stronger (The mic)

Why don't we do it?

(The mic)

(The mic)

(The mic)