Mic Trippin Lyrics
| Song | Mic Trippin |
| Artist | GZA |
| Album | Beneath the Surface |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Bean, Grice | |
| Mic trippin, from rock skipping | |
| Off the local brooks, not knowing | |
| Heavy weight, throwin vocal hooks | |
| Ryming off apache, the rza scratch thee | |
| Records borrowed from home alone kid known as latchkey | |
| Break beat fanatic, crates deep in attics | |
| Forty-fives marked up, looped with static | |
| Rap ring heavy, each link in my chain, trucks chevy | |
| Flare ripped from the magic lair, of medley | |
| But deadly i merge foward, with a sharp spear | |
| He must return now his flight departs here | |
| Like sittin bull, i lay with my bow pulled | |
| Arrow poisonous cos my enemy clip's full | |
| Stay in the venue, with the party promoters, life parolers | |
| Half the crowd wild, 9 m&m holders | |
| Apply boulders, smash your allied soldiers | |
| Intimate footage roll off the cameraman's shoulder | |
| Many-a-die for fame movin like leroy | |
| Can't be one and the same, nah it ain't b-boy | |
| The decoy, scan this with high tech radar | |
| Til my mic strike, leave a state-size crater | |
| I came into this with the writer's block | |
| To prevent a sudden shock, on a large flock | |
| Clips are uncut episode, invinciable armor | |
| I blaze one, once i struck the match off my bomber | |
| Adjust this, til its eq'ed like never | |
| Watch a mega watt bang spot, raise the lever | |
| Its operation cobra, its over | |
| Control the globe slowly, the bold soldier | |
| [genius] | |
| My rough cut metal tapes, quick to break labelmates | |
| Won't hesitate to negotiate your table stake | |
| First lesson came from the session, room one | |
| From the longest awaited, but the strongest made it | |
| Complex, complicated, compressed elongated | |
| Homicidial sub-title, wu claw banga off the ocean shore | |
| Kid jaw, cut with the jig-saw | |
| Intern engineer, vest on the youth | |
| Make the mic booth bulletproof from sparked wires | |
| From autofire, rapid from the verbalist slangster's gat | |
| Two hit tucker she labeled it gangstar rap | |
| Unseen heard, struck the vital nerves | |
| Of some sort, courts got papers to serve | |
| Still bang em in the head, just lead no eraser | |
| One shot, no chaser, who gonna replace her | |
| You punch-drunk swingin your keys on your index | |
| Showin off your rolex | |
| Didnt see the joe text, you filmed it on bolex | |
| Smashed with the largest full finger name ringer,life clinger |
| zuo ci : Bean, Grice | |
| Mic trippin, from rock skipping | |
| Off the local brooks, not knowing | |
| Heavy weight, throwin vocal hooks | |
| Ryming off apache, the rza scratch thee | |
| Records borrowed from home alone kid known as latchkey | |
| Break beat fanatic, crates deep in attics | |
| Fortyfives marked up, looped with static | |
| Rap ring heavy, each link in my chain, trucks chevy | |
| Flare ripped from the magic lair, of medley | |
| But deadly i merge foward, with a sharp spear | |
| He must return now his flight departs here | |
| Like sittin bull, i lay with my bow pulled | |
| Arrow poisonous cos my enemy clip' s full | |
| Stay in the venue, with the party promoters, life parolers | |
| Half the crowd wild, 9 m m holders | |
| Apply boulders, smash your allied soldiers | |
| Intimate footage roll off the cameraman' s shoulder | |
| Manyadie for fame movin like leroy | |
| Can' t be one and the same, nah it ain' t bboy | |
| The decoy, scan this with high tech radar | |
| Til my mic strike, leave a statesize crater | |
| I came into this with the writer' s block | |
| To prevent a sudden shock, on a large flock | |
| Clips are uncut episode, invinciable armor | |
| I blaze one, once i struck the match off my bomber | |
| Adjust this, til its eq' ed like never | |
| Watch a mega watt bang spot, raise the lever | |
| Its operation cobra, its over | |
| Control the globe slowly, the bold soldier | |
| genius | |
| My rough cut metal tapes, quick to break labelmates | |
| Won' t hesitate to negotiate your table stake | |
| First lesson came from the session, room one | |
| From the longest awaited, but the strongest made it | |
| Complex, complicated, compressed elongated | |
| Homicidial subtitle, wu claw banga off the ocean shore | |
| Kid jaw, cut with the jigsaw | |
| Intern engineer, vest on the youth | |
| Make the mic booth bulletproof from sparked wires | |
| From autofire, rapid from the verbalist slangster' s gat | |
| Two hit tucker she labeled it gangstar rap | |
| Unseen heard, struck the vital nerves | |
| Of some sort, courts got papers to serve | |
| Still bang em in the head, just lead no eraser | |
| One shot, no chaser, who gonna replace her | |
| You punchdrunk swingin your keys on your index | |
| Showin off your rolex | |
| Didnt see the joe text, you filmed it on bolex | |
| Smashed with the largest full finger name ringer, life clinger |
| zuò cí : Bean, Grice | |
| Mic trippin, from rock skipping | |
| Off the local brooks, not knowing | |
| Heavy weight, throwin vocal hooks | |
| Ryming off apache, the rza scratch thee | |
| Records borrowed from home alone kid known as latchkey | |
| Break beat fanatic, crates deep in attics | |
| Fortyfives marked up, looped with static | |
| Rap ring heavy, each link in my chain, trucks chevy | |
| Flare ripped from the magic lair, of medley | |
| But deadly i merge foward, with a sharp spear | |
| He must return now his flight departs here | |
| Like sittin bull, i lay with my bow pulled | |
| Arrow poisonous cos my enemy clip' s full | |
| Stay in the venue, with the party promoters, life parolers | |
| Half the crowd wild, 9 m m holders | |
| Apply boulders, smash your allied soldiers | |
| Intimate footage roll off the cameraman' s shoulder | |
| Manyadie for fame movin like leroy | |
| Can' t be one and the same, nah it ain' t bboy | |
| The decoy, scan this with high tech radar | |
| Til my mic strike, leave a statesize crater | |
| I came into this with the writer' s block | |
| To prevent a sudden shock, on a large flock | |
| Clips are uncut episode, invinciable armor | |
| I blaze one, once i struck the match off my bomber | |
| Adjust this, til its eq' ed like never | |
| Watch a mega watt bang spot, raise the lever | |
| Its operation cobra, its over | |
| Control the globe slowly, the bold soldier | |
| genius | |
| My rough cut metal tapes, quick to break labelmates | |
| Won' t hesitate to negotiate your table stake | |
| First lesson came from the session, room one | |
| From the longest awaited, but the strongest made it | |
| Complex, complicated, compressed elongated | |
| Homicidial subtitle, wu claw banga off the ocean shore | |
| Kid jaw, cut with the jigsaw | |
| Intern engineer, vest on the youth | |
| Make the mic booth bulletproof from sparked wires | |
| From autofire, rapid from the verbalist slangster' s gat | |
| Two hit tucker she labeled it gangstar rap | |
| Unseen heard, struck the vital nerves | |
| Of some sort, courts got papers to serve | |
| Still bang em in the head, just lead no eraser | |
| One shot, no chaser, who gonna replace her | |
| You punchdrunk swingin your keys on your index | |
| Showin off your rolex | |
| Didnt see the joe text, you filmed it on bolex | |
| Smashed with the largest full finger name ringer, life clinger |
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