Verse 1 - 2pac (DJ Bizzy) They finally did it (whats that?) They stole the mic i grip Now that its Gone (whats wrong?) I'm feelin' tired and sick (How did they do it?) I don't know I wasnt sleepin that long When i woke up (what happened brotha?) My Microphone was gone First I paniced (how?) I put the cops on the case But they was stumped (damn) Without a clue or a trace So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health If i want my microphone back i'll do it my self So I picked up the phone (For what?) I called Dizzy (Whats up?) My Mics gone (Wurd?) Lets get Busy Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to Do He was over at my house with the TMS crew He said (Word is out on every mouth on the street Now that its gone its not long 'til your beat) And then it hit me (DAMNNN) I got a battle at 6 With out my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped Ya might think its unbelievable But word to the strength When it comes to rockin rhymes Im a musical nimth They Gave me other mics But yo it wasn't no use I tried to rock it (one-two one-two) But I couldn't get loose I said forget it Ya microphone or not And I got to do this Give it all that I got (Yo what if ya loose?) It'd be the first time I lost But if I beat 'em it'd finally prove that I'm the boss I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets Was hopin and payin Strictly **** won't get beat I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight Yo I was confident that I win To hell with the mic! I hop on to the stage Dizzy started the beat The sucka shivered Because he tasted defeat Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme wit my head Perpetrator fell back (HA!) And then he was dead I was happy as hell 'Cause I was lucky that night Put my hand in my pocket And there was my mic haha (now why you tell em that?) The case of the misplaced mic Verse 2 2pac (Rock T) I'm down with Strictly **** (so?) That means I'm more than you can handle (hot?) I'm hotter than the wax from a candle (me?) That's Rock T he's my microphone companion (Lyrics?) Full of knowledge truth and understandin' (hobbies?) Rappin' is my only recreation (retire?) Ya must be on some kind of medication (why!?) Cuz I'll never loosin up my mic grip (drugs?) Never cuz i'm livin on the right tip (***?) Only with my girl becasue I love her (Babies?) Impossible I always use a rubber (board?) Rarely 'cause I'm keepin' myself busy (scratch?) Nah, I leave the cuttin' up to Dizzy
Verse 1 - 2pac (DJ Bizzy) They finally did it (whats that?) They stole the mic i grip Now that its Gone (whats wrong?) I'm feelin' tired and sick (How did they do it?) I don't know I wasnt sleepin that long When i woke up (what happened brotha?) My Microphone was gone First I paniced (how?) I put the cops on the case But they was stumped (damn) Without a clue or a trace So as sure a smoking cigarettes is bad for your health If i want my microphone back i'll do it my self So I picked up the phone (For what?) I called Dizzy (Whats up?) My Mics gone (Wurd?) Lets get Busy Before I told Dizzy what I wanted to Do He was over at my house with the TMS crew He said (Word is out on every mouth on the street Now that its gone its not long 'til your beat) And then it hit me (DAMNNN) I got a battle at 6 With out my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped Ya might think its unbelievable But word to the strength When it comes to rockin rhymes Im a musical nimth They Gave me other mics But yo it wasn't no use I tried to rock it (one-two one-two) But I couldn't get loose I said forget it Ya microphone or not And I got to do this Give it all that I got (Yo what if ya loose?) It'd be the first time I lost But if I beat 'em it'd finally prove that I'm the boss I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets Was hopin and payin Strictly **** won't get beat I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight Yo I was confident that I win To hell with the mic! I hop on to the stage Dizzy started the beat The sucka shivered Because he tasted defeat Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme wit my head Perpetrator fell back (HA!) And then he was dead I was happy as hell 'Cause I was lucky that night Put my hand in my pocket And there was my mic haha (now why you tell em that?) The case of the misplaced mic Verse 2 2pac (Rock T) I'm down with Strictly **** (so?) That means I'm more than you can handle (hot?) I'm hotter than the wax from a candle (me?) That's Rock T he's my microphone companion (Lyrics?) Full of knowledge truth and understandin' (hobbies?) Rappin' is my only recreation (retire?) Ya must be on some kind of medication (why!?) Cuz I'll never loosin up my mic grip (drugs?) Never cuz i'm livin on the right tip (***?) Only with my girl becasue I love her (Babies?) Impossible I always use a rubber (board?) Rarely 'cause I'm keepin' myself busy (scratch?) Nah, I leave the cuttin' up to Dizzy
