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 beatand 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 I grabbed my leather jacket walked through the streets s**ers was hopin' and preyin strictly dope 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 s**ers 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 dope in the house