DJ Premier - Microphone Pon Cok lyrics

Microphone pon cok Keep it lock All the n***as know the steelo Rock on the regular On the flow, yo "The pon cok lyricist" - Redman 'It's Like That (My Big Brother)' [Verse One: Madd 1] It be the dawning of a new era Check the terror of clever, style Shot in in any type of weather Hail, sleet or hurricanes, monsoon rains when I rule Fools even if they pack tools they can't loosen my screws My style's crisper [?] in the whisper down below Filthy steelo, not the bullsh** with the glitter I glimmer like a nova, roll over Horizons in a Range Rover You can't survive even with luck from a clover Four leafs I prefer the seven leafs of Budapest cess The potent strain like Dristan mist that eat your brains I got more flavors than ingredients in delis Making all these n***as jeally cause I'm strong to the max In fact I can wait for 50 years 'fore I bust And then erupt and crush MC's without no ring rust Ha Be getting stupid when I rock Microphone's pon cok Keep it locked [Hook] Microphone pon cok Keep it lock From the corner to the crevices, straight 'round the block Like a locksmith me lock it down lock Everything cut down and everything stop From the god everything must flock Coming from the mic hand every place run hot Don't play [?] and stop X amount of [?] strictly hip hop [Verse Two: The Lady Of Rage] Excusez moi baby boy I'm hitting harder than your left jaw can withstand So withdraw, I Likes it rough, rugged and raw (and what) A microphone fiend, super supreme A fool I pity like my girl Nikk B I let off steam when I'm Wrecking sh**, I'm a force to be reckoned with Causing definite dysfunctions You couldn't connect to my sh** with conjunctions Get eaten like luncheon meat, capiche? Not one can compete, roll with the elite squad and we roll deep Rock from Alpha to Omega Lay your cards on the table get verbally disabled You best, pick up a thesaurus Your sh** is bull like Taurus This ain't your Day so don't try to play Morris I bust back with lyrics that break bones like bats Crack my knuckles, get touched by the untouchable I be one of the baddest Put up your Dukes cause I'm a Hazard You're gonna need a miracle like Jesus of Nazareth To save your from disastrous Repercussions cause we be bustin' Dogg Pound much too much and Them n***as still don't give a f** so Ha, duck down, ha Rappers are in danger You don't want to feel the wrath of Rage there's too much anger I'll rearrange ya whole train of thinking What was ya thinking? My loose lips got your ships sinking Ya dead and stinking Ya did, ya done Lyrical murderer remain number one and that's how it is son [Hook] [Verse Three: The Lady Of Rage] The microphone pon cok, lock and key Smack dab in the middle of my pocket baby you don't wanna lock with me Cause I'm not to be f**ed with You can't touch this The French I speak will spread you out like mustard I'm luscious The dutch is extra large like deluxe is Yo bust this You don't wanna clutched within my clutches It'll be a rainy night in Augustus Georgia on your mind? Nah, slaughtering these rhymes At any given moment at any given time If anyone think that I'm lying Show your stuff Where ya want it? Head or gut? I'm thinking I've had about enough I think you done ran straight outta luck For you chicken heads talking that chicken head cluck Ya stuck About to get plucked, so what? I'll take you at uh, 20,000 degrees or At 20,000 leagues under the sea You try to play big fish I play you like bumble bee Tuna You couldn't blow up the spot better than this if you were the una- Bomber, I got that sh** fatter than your mama The drama Raging and my nine Take Ini or any Come mosey on over my way baby I got goods and I got plenty If any, step they'll get flipped like pennies Heads or tails Call it in the air Get blinded by the diamond puff glare You're stuck in a stare I double dare all these hot shot that think they too hot to trot You ain't got the Motts Your sh** stinks like Fox Turn it up a notch Who's hot? You not Do stop You just got dropped By the one who's got it locked Microphone pon cok [Hook] Microphone pon cok Keep it lock "The pon cok lyricist"