Case Of The Misplaced Mic

They finally did it (what's that?) they stole the mic I grip

Now that it's gone (what's wrong?) I'm feelin' tired and sick

(how did they do it?) I don't know I wasn't sleepin' that long

When I woke up (what happened brother?)

My microphone was gone

At first I panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case

But they were stuck (damm?) without a clue or a trace

So sure as smokin' cigarettes is bad for your health

If I want my microphone back I'll find it myself

So I picked up the phone (for what?)

I called dizzy

Dizzy: what's up?

My mic is gone

Dizzy: word?

Let's get busy

Before I could tell dizzy what I wanted to do

He was over at my house with the tms crew

He said

Dizzy: word is out in every mouth

In the street now that your mic is gone

It's not long yill your beat

and then it hit me (damm)

I got a battle at six

Without my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped

U might think it's unbelivable but word to the strenght

When it comes to rockin' rhymes I'm a musical nymph

They gave me other mics but yo it wasn't no use

I tried to rock one two one two

But I couldn't get loose I said forget it

My microphone or not I gotta do it

Give it all that I go (what if u loose?) it be the first time I lost

But if I beat ＆em I'll finally prove I'm the boss

I grabbed my leather jacket walked through the streets

Suckers was hopin' and preyin' strictly d**k would get beat

I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight

Yo I was confident that I'd win

To hell with the mic

I hopped up to the stage dizzy started the beat

Suckers shivered cause he tasted defeat

Then I signaled to dizzy bust a rhyme off my head

Perpetrator fell back (huh?) and then he was dead

I was happy as hell cause I was lucky that nite

Put my hand in my pocket and there was my mic

The case of the misplaced mic

Strictly d**k in the house