M.I.C. - Mic Geronimo

La, la, la, la, la, la, la

N.I.M

Oh

N.I.M

Oh

I said, «Come on kids, grab my hand let me take you there.»

I’ll be the god, show you how we all escape from here

I fear nothing when there’s nothing to fear

When I erupt yo I can see out how they scared

I appear and then they’re not aware of it

Children, they don’t understand this

Somehow I knew it wasn’t me but God planned this

I ramshackle whatever come up against me

And niggas is merely a target for clips to empty

I’m deadly

He spit atomically, moving astonishing off of my death bed, alive again

Riding in

What can they do?

I’m too nice with mines

This newest weapon here that Mic design

Flawless, repping the streets where niggas moves are lawless

You in need of a shock now the game is dormant

Off an dying a death of torment

I got this now

No need to worry, who could stop this now?

My name’s…

N.I.M

Oh

To all my niggas in the struggle put your guns up

N.I.M

Oh

To all my bitches in the struggle get your one’s up

What y’all crave?

Children it’s all in me

I’m All-City and every thug in the world’s with me

I eat pain whole, swallow my struggle and this is nothing

Still continue to roll

Still crushing 'em hard

Epitomizing what you love from a star

Do with niggas and he don’t give a fuck who you are

What I am is Armageddon of rap

This for my niggas moving uptown and back and flipping from that

He’s never fake with it

I’m just a legend of rhyme and getting cake with it

I move something you amateurs haven’t developed

The Mic’s inside of his zone, his eyes can tell it

bang to this

Resurrected as hard as I go at it, but niggas gotta respect it

Let me come through, won you, save the game

I’m Denzel and this is Training Day

I’m only warming up

Wait till I’m formed to a perfect mic

Where anything that I drop is right

I’m like

Kobe and Shaq coming together to win

With bars that break your leg, erase your chin

Rebellious, my mind’s developed, light your L up

I was dropped down to Hell, reverse then fell up

They said I couldn’t make noise again

Them niggas never believed

There’s more to Mic than what you niggas can see

Now check it

When I combine with the beat it’s finished

The X6 gray drop, soon to see me in it

Children, you let 'em come through, save the day

I’ll bare your cross then take away your pains

I was made to slay

There’s enough of Mic and never see you through

All you gotta do is reach, let 'em free you too

Ferocious, don’t let me beat your brain the fuck outta focus

Tell 'em I’m nice as Hell, I know this

Oh yes