Gimme The Mic Lyrics by Boaz Ft. Scolla.
just give me the mic
i’mma take it away
i look like i’m on top of the world
don’t take this feeling away
just livin’ my life
you wanna take it away
you only feel sorry for a hater gotta take you their way
remember the nights
remember the days
when the struggle of those members isn’t fading away
it’s out of the way
you making the way
it’s come from my god, i wanna feel it
please don’t take it away
smokin’ on the chalice, sittin’ on the terrace
sippin’ on some wine as been imported from panthers
it’s hard to believe that one time i was just living careless
and fast behind the fact it ain’t easy for me to share this
but i gotta get this shit off my chest
take off the leather jacket, rip off the vest
kiss my bottle bitch, see the children of the rest
leave the birds in the trees of the branches and the nest
like sweet james jones the game been good to me
don’t need to pay security
i bring my own rule for free
use to see it for dough low
i son to the polo
a super clean ride in 34 clip and i tony romo
you know niggas be actin’ hard but they probly 4 lo
you know snitchin’ a no no
the streets won’t love you no more
that’s why i stayed on top of my game
my life an oprah book, they don’t know verbal top of my name
it’s all real
just give me the mic
i’mma take it away
i look like i’m on top of the world
don’t take this feeling away
just livin’ my life
you wanna take it away
you only feel sorry for a hater gotta take you their way
remember the nights
remember the days
when the struggle of those members isn’t fading away
it’s out of the way
you making the way
it’s come from my god, i wanna feel it
please don’t take it away
see life is much better
and i owe it all to hip-hop
the cars, the clothes, the hoes
the chains to bring in the bitch flaps
we come off from the bottle
must be takin’ a trip to tip-top
they try run in my shoes but you can’t walk this way like hip rop
and i’ll be a hustler for the rest of my days
keeping my shit consistent, don’t expect no delays
they come to get a slap, they expect the files
ain’t got time to have them sittin’ ‘round a extra few days
oh no i got to keep it moving
the block is past hot
and after 3 o’clock you know the coppers be intruders
the proud of getting low
who to block when we accusing the suppliers, so is this
i know we caught up in confusion
that’s how i start fucking with rap, picking up hobbies
the ave stay live, they moving bricks in the lobby
pull down the block a little, they doin’ tricks on ducati’s
still fresh on one wheel, stop over to bruno malis
just give me the mic
i’mma take it away
i look like i’m on top of the world
don’t take this feeling away
just livin’ my life
you wanna take it away
you only feel sorry for a hater gotta take you their way
remember the nights
remember the days
when the struggle of those members isn’t fading away
it’s out of the way
you making the way
it’s come from my god, i wanna feel it
please don’t take it away
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