Leach - Mic Check lyrics

[Verse 1: kVr] Never thought I can be so deep in that Makin' collabs and album, what a feeling I could not rappin', closin' in myself and gettin' crazed I would have been k**ing my mind But now I'm fine And I'ma do it automatic like breathing Behind all this I am normal mind But with the melody and text I am one of a kind And I don't wanna rap about the bullsh**, I wanna find The themes which are important for not only me Or tracks not 'about the commercial sickness But just horrorcore or somethin' when I'm increasin' the speed Cause when I will get the fully automatic weapon You're not better chasin' me, cause I will win And then I can go faster and quicker, when see their weaker features When I'm on the track with Leach, it's only beginning... Choppin' and rappin' and bangin' it over the minimum, pickin' the people And hit 'em with venom when get 'em and k** 'em and then I'ma choppin' 'em up into pieces Oh Jesus, I cannot stop doin' this I'm checkin' the mic and then movin' the sound like I have telekinesis And if you don't understand it, not my fault I'ma writin' it, then recordin' and lookin' at result I am not beyond law, so I can more do it raw I will be the last person that you'll saw And you'll hear, I look at their tears So I gotta get near to get it real I will travel to the furthest lands of lyricism Through the sea of imagination...yeah, I will seal When motivated by the rap I put 'em all up in a lyrical coma And by the flow I'ma takin' another hit You can make music, you can be yourself That is why I love that sh**... [Chorus: kVr] /We have so much to say, so we rappin' all the way We ain't gotta pay to not wait another day 'Cause tomorrow is now, so I wreck All the enemies, then I do the mic check/x2 [Verse 2: Leach] Music makin', no use in fakin', show 'em all the reala when the motherf**ers spit Mental breakin', pencil shaken, when you try and write somethin' with my sh** So mistaken, yeah, I'm bakin', all up in the brain with the motherf**in' hits That I've taken, remain forsaken, ever be waitin', y'all heard what I said Causin epiphanies with all my symphonies, f**in' at tiffanies without no rubber Yeah, she's a brittany, climb down the chimney, then me and Skinny-D proceed to rob her Cause I be sinnin' and winnin' and spinnin' all up in the f**in' damn wind Skimmin' through rhythms inside in my dome made of stone and I know that I never will dim Comin' in bright like some light, blowin' it up like dynamite Causin' fright on this night because I be filled with this spite Damn right, I'll fight, anyone thinkin' they ripe Better run, I'm high as a kite with a knife and I'll leave your a** done... [Bridge: Leach's freestyle] [Chorus]