Muph & Plutonic - Gimme tha Mic lyrics

Hey yo mate ya better tell ya baby cakes that we all make mistakes Or she's gonna hate you! All these promises and not a lotta breakthroughs, I can tell you now That I've paid dues And played moves that caved through, left shattered when I came to I never hung out with a fake crew Give me a stage to fall off, while tryin to call shots Give me a stomach full of some small knots Early morning doorknocks, now I'm pissed off Not really, who here can hear me clearly? I'm gonna need a show of hands, I've got that toe jam funk You punks don't wanna smell my popper stopper It represents the takes it takes to make it proper Give me ya knockers in exchange for my boxers Not the best of trades, but I'll infect ya brain Give me a train from eltham to inner city melbourne Give me some urban decay, can't escape the escapade of get some change At least there's effort displayed, forget the sway I'm yet to say something other than piss dribble Girl I'll make ya lips tickle, give me a mic and I might make ya hips wriggle Tingle down the spine I'm playing with a racing mind Give me some paper and a pen and let them bind Na f** it just give me a mic Chorus X2: Coz a lot of these rappers keep sayin the same sh** Ain't a f**in thing I can do to change this It's all good coz I know I'm gonna get mine We'll work the struggle and hustle to get by Verse 2: Give me some duct tape, so I can stick it to your f** face The names muphin not cupcake Give me a lunchbreak, with a love hate combo Give me a mundane Monday and a better tomorrow Give me some sunrays and a ticket to the lotto I'm not tough mate, but I don't sunbake or sip strongbows I can tell you right now this is how the song goes Give me a reason I need to justify, Why I choose to bu*terfly through these rough tides And sometimes I get real amped, Yeah my girl wears the pants but you can borrow my shoes Give me a second chance to let em dance the feud I'm a spill the can and let I flow loose So youse can see the whole landscape I navigate through hidden caves Give it a break Once in a while sundial keeps movin And I'll keep pursuin what in turn I could be losin I'm a half deaf mutant, shootin out these soundwaves Downplayed from westfield to fountain gate Give me that last drop, this week it's my turn to finish the cask off Give me the start stop blast off, nah gimme that mic I said gimme that mic, you better gimme that f**in mic Chorus X2: Coz a lot of these rappers keep sayin the same sh** Ain't a f**in thing I can do to change this It's all good coz I know I'm gonna get mine We'll work the struggle and hustle to get by