Prodigal Sunn - L'école du micro d'Argent (US Version) lyrics

[Refrain - IAM] L'Ecole Du Micro D'Argent [Prodigal Sunn] Yo... yo.. I made my name through dedication, Prodigal/Sunz of Man affiliation Population Click rollin thick, legit, forty burnin spliffs Initiation, I k** a whole f**in nation Demonstration, the year 2000, date of restoration Burstin inflation, absorbin degrees MC's, enemies get hung from trees Brutalities, based on the adversary I gets amped for my camp in the station When I release frustration you'll be a f**ed up situation Now do you think, you could honestly f** with me, G-O-D? Set up slugs to your jug, I tried to warn you 'bout reality Ack, saw what I see, too late to plea Identity, chemistry, rotten in the cemetary 60 Second Assa**ion, seven days of fastin Mentally everlastin, righteous with a pa**ion Competition, I feel they struck you with ammunition Come at my position, then organize my liberation You dare cross, defy my intellect? Disrespect my dialect? Don't need to technical, son I'm nice with my knuckle check I crusted condition, a mutilation Your situation, after a Sunz of man confrontation [echoes] [Refrain] "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "N.Y.C." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Q.U.E." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Brooklyn" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "Je représente" [Hell Razah] As we complete the impossible, me and Prodigal What we a**igned to do, sendin our opponents to the hospital Of course I'm the obstacle, choppin you Dreddy cut the fedi, fake apostles who ain't ready Yeah we drop science that be heavyweight We meditate to elevate, we confiscate wicked mindstates Related to crime rates, you wack? Play the bench As my lyrics touch the french Over seas, dumb MC's could meet the Hell Razah's steez Trees, k**a Bees'll make a n***a feel the breeze Shake the fire in an ice hand, I am what I am a Sun of Man Understand, Brooklyn's my home as I grab hold Of a microphone, now we explode, we go gold Peace to the Black Rose, and yo where my francs at? Cash that sh**, where the banks at? k** raps, take the whole earth back f** that, Sunz of Man year, I make it happen No rappin, no laughin, n***as get they face smashed in All these lyrics that we've written in the basement Your a** get erasement, erasement, we be your new replacements You better face it "M.A.R.S." [scratched] "N.Y.C." "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Prodigal Sunn" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Hell Razah" "Je représente" "We represents" "M.A.R.S." "Music from the Q.U.E." "Je représente" "We represents" "Now" [scratched] "Now you get outta here" [Refrain]