Verse1
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Lights dim sporting versace pants tan black durag
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Mic bracing itself for lyrics I'm real the rest of you sad
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Walls echoing no sound the way I spit it's spoken
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Producer love hearing my name treated like a gold token
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If you can't rap you heart broken, try copying my lyrics got yall choken
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I'm the new rapper out not conceited but yall voting
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So I step up to the mic and deliver my pledge
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Fans downloading other rappers music but my name in they head
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Chorus:
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I'm a prisoner to my own delight
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I'm addicted to exploring my mic
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I'm locked down in this strange world
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The mic to my mouth is like a nut to a squirrel
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Verse2
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Speeding through all haters going 100 collecting my rings
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Living life like an oasis aint a damn thing gone change
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It's level one, headed to two, don't understand search in phonics
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Lames disgusted turning blue I rule just like sonic
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Then after I collect my cash yall niggaz tell me yall sorry
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Same broke down excuse like games that can't play in an atari
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It's the new evolution to rap so here come the nemesis
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I'm so amazing a record holder put me in the book of guinesses
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(2X's) chorus:
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I'm a prisoner to my own delight
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I'm addicted to exploring my mic
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I'm locked down in this strange world
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The mic to my mouth is like a nut to a squirrel
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Prisoner Of The Microphone
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Avias |