Xuice Hades - NightsAloneWithMycrophone lyrics

My mic sounds nice check one One! One! …check two Bet I fly high anytime I jet thru Thru Thru January to March Karma, luck, both was bad Bought a new tee gotta overdraft Hit the freeway tried to coast and crashed Then caught smokin and my folks was mad… Got damn! Kick back, hold a draft Until hip hop mess around and holds a draft Where I can be first round First pick For I start pushin sniff n get thrown in the bing If can talk to her now How I spit? I'd be married to the game and come home wit a ring Colored people go for the gold, or the green Negros know what I mean If they seen… Days, noons, nights As you wait for the mood to strike... For you to flip a page in a daze as you write a song Yet to be alone To be alone... Till you hit the stage wit a mycrophone... Mycrophone MYCROPHONE Mine is on “Its 3 am” Mom I know… Gotta pick a new beat To spit this new heat And be rich by 2-3 Can I stay in my zone …zoned Cannabis clouds in my dome Be the staircase I climb to my throne Or wealth Cuz you ‘n I know… When Amerykah go Bad- U can not call Tyrone.. Especially if he broke as you Sellin the color purp like Oprah do Wit his plan they'll be lockin up both of you Mr. Obama, if you only knew… My n***a… I been Left right the road Up down the street Think I done wrote To a thousand beats Ba** loud and deep But that silence, is sweet Matter fact I think I'm a down to see… Days, noons, nights As you wait for the mood to strike... For you to flip a page in a daze as you write a song Yet to be alone To be alone... Till you hit the stage wit a mycrophone... Mycrophone MYCROPHONE Ooo Ooooo My mic sounds nice check one one one one one Ooo Ooooo My mic sounds nice check two two two two PEACE!