Текст песни Mic Checc - Tyrone Briggs

Tell these rappers I'm outside dare them start acting up
Like turning hoes to housewives
I'm cleaning the ratchet up
Do it all from boom bap to melody rap
If they can put you in a box than you might as well pack it up
As far as the bars no cap I'm Attica you a precinct
How y'all competing
When y'all just decent
Your rhyme efficiency like Logic's ethnicity
Don't tell me how much that you black cuz I don't see it
North shore nigga with attitude
Boy I drop so much dope they treat me like Barry Blue
Staten Island Island Island Island
Where all of your rivals
Are the same niggas that's like you
From other hoods
It happens so much
You don't even know you trapped in a cycle
Part of the reason I put in work with this pen
These ain't no rap bars, these are current events
Or trying to vent, don't mean to rap half the time
Just speaking what's on my mind that shit just happen to rhyme

My neighborhood treating me like I was the Nas of this shit
Hundred deep in shows mobbing and shit
Screaming S.I. in this bitch
I grew with drama setters
Whole life them niggas tried to test us
Like checking vitals they applying pressure
Shame on a nigga thinking he can outflow Ty
That's bigger cap than a fitted hat back in O five
Commercial or hardcore
I'm better than most guys
Mos Def with the flow I mean I'm blacking on both sides

Kick in the door with the squad got my bros stepping
Outside throwing up signs they not protesting
And this for those experts
Who ain't believe I'll work it out without the machine
Now the bow flexing
Them so called rap niggas they don't want no pressure
Air Jordan ones, see them mics we gone check em
This shit is no sweat I do this cuz I want to
Mic check one two
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