
Check check one two
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Yea yea yea
Said when I come through you better knows who's running like a sinus
It's Carolinas finest
Better known as your highness
That killed the instrumental no need for you to revive this
The beat is so sick had to go and rewind it
Who you know with a New York flow
But is southern tho
Steady rocking down the east coast
From the south shore
For sure
I need to get it now not later
Because I'm getting tired of waiting on this paper
I need to stack it up like Legos
So let go of your childish things
Cause none of this is going to give you a name
But these days people doing anything for the fame
So they can make it rain on the sunniest days
Like dang
How I'm I going to make a hit
If half of these rappers out here not really making sense
And half of their songs hitting like the top of the list
And yall had the nerve to say I couldn't spit
So man I thought to quit
But forget it
I keep it pushing until I'm 2Pac with two Glock's
And if suck want beef then sucka you will get shot
But I'm not the one to start the violence
But if you want some beef then I'm bring a pack of lions
I'm not lyin
I don't know why half of yall be trying
Yall the reason why hip hop is dying
Yall always talk about how much you going to kill it
But let's tell the truth we don't care how you feelin
It's just me and my crew sitting back and we chillin
This is LPE for life we just livin how we livin
I'm sorry if we got you in your feeling like drakes dentist
We are Dennis the menace
Swear we about to kill it
I swear I'm about to get it in a minute
It just take time I can feel it in my spirit
Writing in these ryhmes until I steady shine brighter then a diamond
When the sun rise to the top
Open up your eyes sucka
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Tell me what this mic here do
Say what it do what it do uh
Check check one two
Yea yea yea
Said when I come through you better knows who's running like a sinus
It's Carolinas finest
Better known as your highness
That killed the instrumental no need for you to revive this
The beat is so sick had to go and rewind it
Who you know with a New York flow
But is southern tho
Steady rocking down the east coast
From the south shore
For sure
I need to get it now not later
Because I'm getting tired of waiting on this paper
I need to stack it up like Legos
So let go of your childish things
Cause none of this is going to give you a name
But these days people doing anything for the fame
So they can make it rain on the sunniest days
Like dang
How I'm I going to make a hit
If half of these rappers out here not really making sense
And half of their songs hitting like the top of the list
And yall had the nerve to say I couldn't spit
So man I thought to quit
But forget it
I keep it pushing until I'm 2Pac with two Glock's
And if suck want beef then sucka you will get shot
But I'm not the one to start the violence
But if you want some beef then I'm bring a pack of lions
I'm not lyin
I don't know why half of yall be trying
Yall the reason why hip hop is dying
Yall always talk about how much you going to kill it
But let's tell the truth we don't care how you feelin
It's just me and my crew sitting back and we chillin
This is LPE for life we just livin how we livin
I'm sorry if we got you in your feeling like drakes dentist
We are Dennis the menace
Swear we about to kill it
I swear I'm about to get it in a minute
It just take time I can feel it in my spirit
Writing in these ryhmes until I steady shine brighter then a diamond
When the sun rise to the top
Open up your eyes sucka
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