Mike Boyd - Mr. Mike lyrics

[Verse 1: Mike Boyd] Now, gather 'round, gather 'round I'm the new man on the streets of your town You're the new man that's bringing me down I'm the new man 'bout to even it out (out, out) Yeah, weed in the pouch You beez in the trap, I beez on the couch Sitting back, relaxed with the TV remote I'm a stay-at-home dad cleaning the house (house, house) Yeah, read all about it Me back on the scene is like seeing a ghost Haters who hate it got their feet in their mouth Each of my foes can get it deep to the throat I'm a hungry motherf**er putting meat on my bones You don't want to bring the ruckus, better leave it at home Yeah the weed got me feeling good like Nina Simone Excuse me I need to go take a seat on my throne [Hook] Now do you people want it? Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you If you want it Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you Okay I got it Okay give it to them Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike [Verse 2: Mike Boyd] Yeah, what a day what a day I'm the old man make you question your faith You're the old man need to exit the place I'm the old man still checking the crates Yeah I'm rocking the place You swear you found God like you've been talking to Mace Sick days got my boss docking my pay I'm off getting high with Spock in deep space I'm at the bottom of the [?] I can't stop until I'm at the top of the ranks Haters who hate it? Got them walking the plank Cheques from internet are getting dropped in my bank I'm a hunger motherf**er not a spot on my plate Don't you dare try to get all 2Pac in my face Yeah, people like to say that I'm awkward and strange And I hop on the stage and I shock and amaze [Hook] Now do you people want it? Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you If you want it Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you Okay I got it Okay give it to them Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike Then Imma give it to you Then Imma give it to you Okay give it to them Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike [Verse 3: Mike Boyd] In conclusion I'd like to thank you for joining me Who would have thought that a human is what I was going to be? Turn off the radio, stop following accordingly People hear my sh** and think its a form of sorcery I keep on working 'till I can afford a secretary But by that time I'll probably already be dead and buried The middle brother, yeah, I'm sick of being secondary But everyday I thank God rapping is hereditary I'm trying to capture the moment like Instagram My jobs a gamble when you got no pension plan How am I supposed to focus with no attention span f** being a hype man, I'm not just here to lend a hand [Hook] Now do you people want it? Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you If you want it Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you Okay I got it Okay give it to them Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike Then Imma give it to you Then Imma give it to you Okay give it to them Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike