Microphone Techniques Lyrics - 3rd Bass

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Microphone techniques 

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Get up everybody, it's time to sway okay 

Greg Nice is on the mic with no delay 

Get up everybody, it's time to sway okay 

Greg Nice is on the mic with no delay 

She, said, her name was Lola 

I said, "Yo Lola, swolla 

Suave bola, Ayatollah 

Saudi Arabia, Coca-Cola 

My Rolex watch is run by solar" 

Get down, peep my mic technique 

Let's freak, let's freak, let's freak to the beat 

Checks get cashed at the end of the weak 

C'mon, Deck the Halls with skins and party 

Gainin' weight 'cause I do eat hearty 

When I wanna get tipsy I drink Bacardi 

Greg Nice, I'm outta here, ghost 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

Uncle Fester, the baldhead jester 

Not me, the Minister, the mic molestor 

Five-oh arrest a G, doin' ill deeds 

Took a hoe to pull out the weeds 

Droppin' G, the case court is to hobos 

Kickin' the bobo, chewin' on a Rolo 

Ain't a Volvo with no paid promos 

Sippin' cocoa and rollin' up momos 

Fee fie foe fum I need awake drums 

The buns ain't mack cause your breath hums 

No Funky Drummer loser pass summons 

But you can't stop the Humrush hummings 

Like Roto Rooter layin' pipes like a plumber 

Nice and Smooth 'cause three's a prime number 

I go brick church buildin' when I'm sleepin' 

So flip off my tip, I rip the mic techniquein' 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I praise the Lord that I'm no longer a vandal 

Kiss my daughter goodnight, then I light a white candle 

And sit back and meditate 

Evaluate, appreciate 

'Cause I didn't have to be here, on wax 

Unveling a truth with proof of all facts 

'Cause in my life I see the life of many others 

Various shades of colors, sisters, brothers 

And once my soul leaves my bodily shell 

I believe to receive a new vail 

Of some concious subconcious abode 

Chose by few on the positive road 

A man is judged by the goodness of his heart 

So who's to say who's dumb and who's smart? 

Aiyyo Serch, I came to hear you speak 

(What up?) 

Get on the mic and flaunt your microphone technique 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

I'm on the microphone 

Watch me shine till it's time for sundown 

I had a scuffle with a kid it only went one round 

I got a girl so there's no need to sex a hoe 

But I gas 'em up just like they're at Texaco 

Ring goes my phone, so I pick it up and say, what up? 

Somebody's flippin', so I tell him to shut up 

We'd use a F word, but Ice Cube got the copyright 

So I'll make it, "Funky For You" with Greg Nice 

And his partner Smooth B 

Watch the Superbowl, just for Bud Bowl III 

Then I watch 'Living Colour' 'cause Homey don't play dat 

Money like my honey in my crib and it'll stay that way 

The equality variety 

You don't like it then you're gonna join the Dead Poet's Society 

Try to flip on what this quartet speaks 

And Serch will disperse, the microphone techniques