Ruff Ryders - Beat And A Microphone lyrics

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Ruff Ryders - Beat And A Microphone lyrics

[Intro] Harlem raised, I'm illy... I'm illy Harlem raised, I'm illy [Chorus] All I need is a beat and a microphone-phone All I need is a beat and a microphone All I need is a beat and a microphone-phone All I need is a beat and a microph.. All I need, all I need, all I, all I need, all I need, all I All I need is a beat and a microphone-phone All I need, all I need, all I, all I need, all I need, all I All I need is a beat and a microphone-phone [Mook] Uhh, many years ago, I picked up a pen That's the time when the story of Mook began I would sit in my room, zone out to the box Watch Wu-Tang "C.R.E.A.M." while I'm choppin rocks Seen Dr. Dre, N.W.A. See Eazy go, shouldn't have went that way Ice Cube came east so he could catch his break Had Snoop "Doggystyle" bumpin on replay Lil' cousin T-Rex lived across the way I would go to his crib, watch Jordan play Bumpin Mobb style, bumpin Geto Boys [?] Comstock makin all that noise Used to sit on the stoop, then we started a group Me, Rex and O, used to go to the stoop With the uptown kids had the young new sound Harv, Sharpe and Pesh[?], and the boy Ron Browz, now [Chorus] [Mook] I can't explain it any plainer, I'm the entertainer My favorites is a cross between Eminem and Jada Jay-Z, oh and AZ, Flava That was the time when havin lyrics was major "Ready to Die" was in everybody player 2Pac mighta had the song of the year-ah Used to go to school with my SkyTel pager Brand new kicks and was only a 5th grader Doin it, doin it, and doin it, well Ladies Love Cool John, I thought I was LL But I didn't have a Kangol, just had a fitted on Me and Norm in the crib sayin every Biggie song X came out, we were screamin "Let's get it on" Stormy shut the whole house up when Lil' Kim was on This ain't just a song, this is real life So I guess this is what payin homage feel like [Chorus] [Mook] Simple and plain, give me the lane And I'll slam it on your head like LeBron James Motherf**ers can't stop my dough "Hold on Murda, give 'em a new flow" Okay - six minutes, six minutes Six minutes Mr. Mook, you're on Uh uh on, uh uh on Uh uh uh-uh uh-uh uh uh I'm sorry Doug E., I wanted to do it since I first heard that Since I had the black furs down with the fur attached E'rybody know the flow, they beggin me to kick that Think I gotta switch that, so I'm 'bout to switch that Rappers wanna test, they wanna get some They wanna go, but yo, you know the outcome I'm a hardcore hip-hop head So don't talk to me about hip-hop dead [Chorus - 2X]