[Intro] [Verse 1] Mr.Micro, with the tight flow Tighter than Wu-Tang, louder than a bang R.I.P ODB, tell me I got OCD Cause I perfect my lines, scrub em' till they shine Smoother than marble, winning like Charles k** beats like Manson, cause I'm a man, son Boy physically, man lyrically Shout out to old school, yea Ice-T Yea Kool Keith, yea Biggie Uh huh Na-as, uh huh 2pac Yeah, Micro boss Yeah, catching flows like Moss Yeah, whack rappers I toss Out the game, quicker than they came in Amen, to Jay-Z, D.O.A Moment of silence, eating you rapping rats, Silas And try this, a little kid flowin' on a monstrous beat And the rap ain't about the streets! Or the deep The deep gutter of the ghetto And he's quite a nice fellow And he's got a nice fl-ow Yea, yea, UH HUH ..........SWWWAAAAAGGGGUUHHHH [Intro to Verse 2] Should I like, throw down a freestyle in the beginning? Yea, I'mma do that..... [Verse 2] I rap about kids getting off the streets You rap about d** and the Thug life, see that's why me and you Different, you yapping bout' swag and stuff, yo' But, I be talking from the heart, so As I grow, you degress, so I digress Let's end the swag era, and start the cla** era My aura, of kindness gets you blinded, I find it Odd, that I get hated on, cause when I'm gone Ya'll gonna miss me like ya'll missed Drake No debate about it, so I'm boom bam boppin' it POW, super hot fire, cause I got a higher, style Than you, cause you saw me on youtube And you knew I was dope By the words that came from my throat ....... SWAGGERRIFFICCCCCC