Microphone Murder - Dj Kay Slay, Beanie Sigel, Young Chris

They try to pick and choose who they want to shine

Instead of lettin' those shine who’s supposed to shine

It’s really not connectin' with the audience because people don’t really wanna

hear these certain individuals

With this bein' the mecca, I don’t give a fuck how you slice it

You gonna wanna hear somebody that’s lyrically inclined

You gonna wanna hear somebody with some substance

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

Yeah, it’s the nigga they love to hate

Used to hustle for days, now lobster cover my plate

I’m joggin' on all these niggas, ain’t even come for the race

Used to couldn’t get numbers, now I just cum in they face like a porn star

If you get lost, just hit the OnStar

Learned that from Cam, had grams all in my mom’s car

I’m just reapin' the benefits from the time I spent deliverin' premium quality

like a Heineken

Nigga’s lost and they wanderin'

Lotta paper for launderin'

Clap at you like the audience, you puttin' on a good show

Switchin' gears in the Mustang

He caught a buck fifty ear to his mustache, still let his nuts hang

They press you when you get to that island, you from what gang?

I done felt enough pain, sick of takin' the bus and train

With five dollars for dinner, had to decide

Should I go order some chicken or get high?

I’m pullin out my weapon

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

I’m the nicest alive, recitin' the rhyme

Providin' that no one’s excitin' as I

Fightin' like Tyson and light when I’m writin'

Precise as a knife when it’s slicin' the pie

You like to fly?

Your life is a lie

Tryna to find him, he right in the Stuy

Trife as the life of the swipers and shysters residin' on Rykers with Bibles

and knives

Why are you guys excited to die?

I’m takin' the shot that a sniper decides

Pride of the fighter, the eye of the tiger

So when we talkin', look me right in my eye

Tryna get by

You know the rules, high as the sky

Troopers of truth, don’t try to deny

Raw at your neck, I’m tight as a tie

On-site beef, that mean on site, let it fly

Bright as McGuyver, you phony vagina

A fake pussy’s what I’m tryna describe

Music is medicine, this is what I gotta prescribe

Death poetry, only the real writers survive

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

From outta the barracks, the carrots on, protein magnets, eat well

Kerosene bullets in the cabinets

Feed the family

Healthy, wealthy rap start of a realty

Slingin' coke racks in every facility

Blood, money, and verses

Gasoline, hearses, and whips

Sellin' dope and X pills, what’s the drill?

We don’t work for shit, we just connect and it’s smooth

Somewhere stranded by the ocean with blow guns and jewels, we like pirates

Bonded 'cause the loyalty’s laundered

It goes back to fish scale days and think waves

Most of the time I used to write rhymes and stack

That’s the poetry spirit we speak knowin' the facts

If I ever saw, yo, I sit up in the castle and praise Allah five times

Just me and my fly dimes

The block, so much ground work, now it’s brown dirt

We pray to the kids, get better, love forever

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees

Pull out my weapon and start to squeeze

A magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees