Masta I.C.-Mic Geronimo
I'm so high
You so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
Behold the uncontrollable
I keep the hold world in drama
Smoke my competition now they jugs a bag of skama
I'm a reload the vocab that Manson used
Amateurs they plead the O.J.
And wonder why they lose
I subdue the microphone and left it in submission
Then cracked the Phillip open
And found a talent that was hidden
I kid no man whose similar to mental migraine
The manta I.C.enters now in ya game
It's been a long time maybe too long
Since your audio produced a real rap song
I robbed a man who doubt the jack up on the plan
He can stand but didn't analyze the whole pro jam
I took my time I found I couldn't wait to explain
The manta I.C.enters now in ya game
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
The new and improved
You can't make a move
Or elude the feud about to be cued
A soloist adjourned through ta mist now found
Assassinate the sound wit choke by the pound
Make my own type of home by the phone
Mc's reaching for my style I'll leave alone
My terminology and oddessy on the man
I'll count your rap for sham
And move cooler than a fan
Split decision I cut wit precision
So many tried before
But still couldn't get in
Now it's on no need to explain
The manta I.C.enters now in ya game
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm high till I die so there's no need to lie
Pass that metal over to the small guy
Kicking inside from desire
Mills will be the amps on the mic
Will explode to feel the fire
I'm lifted up off my wig like terrific
Target every market move on each one specific
Overload the frame but keep it all the same
The manta I.C.enters now in ya game
Play me and try to get away that's a maybe
Be before and I will hold a 9to ya lady
I styles like a weapon I hit the untrue
Don't need for me to come stalking
And looking for you
I rip through ya heart and bust through ya veins
I guarantee that things will never ever be the same
I kicked it on the real
Now I keep it on the plane
The manta I.C.enters now in ya brain
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die
I'm so high you so high
I be getting money till the day that I die