歌曲 | The Case of the Misplaced Mic |
歌手 | Tupac |
歌手 | Tupac Shakur |
专辑 | The Lost Tapes |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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 dope 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 Dope | |
(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 | |
(Sex?) 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 onetwo onetwo | |
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 dope 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 Dope | |
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 | |
Sex? 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 onetwo onetwo | |
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 dope 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 Dope | |
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 | |
Sex? 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 |