Grip The Mic Lyrics - Ultramagnetic Mc's

[Kool Keith] 

Yo whassup this is Kool Keith, the general speaker in full effect 

And I'm out here and.. ridin smooth on this European highway 

With this foxy fine mama, by my side, you know that? (Word?) 

Right now I'm makin love, but I'ma, say a few rhymes 

Check it out, one time for the braincell 

Well I'ma grip the mic, grab the mic, hold the mic 

Snatch the mic, switch the mic 

Freak the mic, sneak the mic, rock the mic 

Eat the mic, beat the mic 

Pack the mic, freak a style, use a style 

Hyper style, Riker's style 

Like a style, freak 'em all for a while 

Worthwhile, I'm coolin out like I'm Batman 

Ridin the Batmobile, holdin my Bat mic 

Robbin the Riddler, come on and get in hype 

Droppin a bomb - I'm gonna take it over 

Fucked up too, that shit was goin smooth 

{*beat drops out and starts over*} 

Yo whassup this is Kool Keith in full effect 

And I'm out here cruisin on this European highway 

Doin it my way (uh-huh) check it out 

So keep your eye away, and look as I fly away 

Check it out 

Well I'ma grip the mic, grab the mic, hold the mic 

Snatch the mic, switch the mic 

Freak the mic, sneak the mic, rock the mic 

Eat the mic, beat the mic 

Pack the mic, freak a style, use a style 

Hyper style, Riker's style 

Like a style, freak 'em all for a while 

Worthwhile, I'm coolin out like I'm Batman 

Ridin the Batmobile, holdin my Bat mic 

Robbin the Riddler, come on and get hype 

Droppin a rhyme, funky rhymes for the dancefloor 

Rhymes flow on, styles come quicker 

You've been outfoxed by the metaphor slicker 

Think twice, go slow, words'll flow 

And speed up rhymes like a pro- 

-fessional poet, comin back and you know it 

I treat your brain like a whistle, pick it up and I blow it 

Four times with rhymes, look and stop for signs 

Detour, go back, hit your brakes and stop 

You're just a floor that's dirty toy, come battle the Mop 

'n'Glow and, stealin the show and 

You stay down low'n, while I keep goin 

Around the clock, kickin rhymes, the mic is on overtime 

Back and front, drunk dizzy here's a sober rhyme 

Tellin your braincells that I am the best one 

Rappers who perpetrate, come jump up and test one 

Sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down 

You and your man, sit down, sit down, Trev tell 'em sit down (sit down) 

Rhymes go on and dip so quick by 

Stand and wait fool, and yo yo stick by 

Stand inside, look around and you'll see me 

Join the party, check it out (word) 

I'ma take off and cruise and change into third gear 

on the Tim Westsood show (Capitol Radio in effect)