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[CHORUS (REPEAT 2X):]How Many Mic’s Do We Rip on the Daily Say me say Many Moni, Say me say manymanymany [LAURYN:]I get mad frustrated when I rhyme Thinking of all the kids who try to do this For all the wrong reasons Seasons change, mad things rearrange But it all stays the same like the

[CLEF:]We used to be number 10 Now we’re permanent one, In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes lukewarm Tell the woman be easy Naah squeeze the Charmin Test Wyclef, see death flesh get scorned. Beat you so bad make you feel like you ain’t wanna

[LAURYN:]Strumming dub plates with our fingers, Eliminate sounds with our song, Killing a sound boy with this sound, Killing a sound boy with this sound, Taking sound boys’ lives with this dub, killing him softly with this sound. Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his

[CLEF:]I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high, Jah Rhastafari, Christ, took a sip of the Amaretto, Passed it down the table said today I’ll be betrayed by one you 12 disciples Give me

[OMEGA:]Where I was born, nothing is promised My life is filled with less hope than the prophecies of Nostradamus Omega marks the ending of predictability, birth of agility Who will it be to test me and expose their futility. Iron like a lion from Zion stop tryin’ so hard, I think I smell your brain