Microphone Checc

Microphone check, two-one-two Let me clear my throat, so I can do what I gotta do Now it's the realest, the gifted, prolific one Known as N.I.C, and I'm still rappin' I mean it Now the track hit hard, know hip-hop, is ours So bar for bar, I'm takin' you on a ride There's some peeps I know, that been listenin' Don't want me to know that they feelin' it But if a rap's laid out, and the rhyme go hard Deep down, you know, there's no better rhyme Are we gonna wait on your validation? Or gonna react and say, yo, that's fire I am the industry, I'm the realest thing You're just a gatekeeper, I own the building I got the keys, you're listenin' And I write the songs, you write on blogs So next time you think you got somethin' to say Open up my gate, here's a dollar for your trouble, man Microphone check, two-one-two Let me clear my throat, so I can do what I gotta do Now it's about damn time I jumped on the track And you heard damn right, yea produced this track NIC did the beat, NIC did the rhyme NIC did it all, I don't need no one You gonna hear my songs Every day I wake up and I think, what next Just another great day for me to spit some rhymes And they ain't seen nothin, I'ma snatch the crown And I'ma smash the crown, defecate on the crown You can have it now, but I ain't bout that, nah I see you in real life, you ain't countin' the stacks You ain't reppin' like that, so why you gotta lie To these kids online, we dope in real life You on the key pads, you on the smileys We got major keys, your raps is showbiz Our raps is more real, yeah, for real Microphone check, two-one-two Let me clear my throat, so I can do what I gotta do