Hear the tears of glass fall from my vision, you feel that figure 8's the only suitable description, see the danger in vulnerable position, we taste your smell of fear from possible collision, at high speed with the ink and my star bound commission, fuckin enterprise, youll be left broke and weak from mal nutrition, theres no left overs just heat, so stay out the kitchen, your two ears are a hint to shut your mouth twice as much and listen.......

I thought I'd get a slap in the bass, When I told her her drum looked great in them jeans, She grabbed me by the hip hop, Put her hand down my trance and whispered to me: Glitch me baby... Cuz I got a plan orchestrated, With the band of brothers I rock n rolled in with, To leave town your in painted, So warn every bar these Nocturnal misfits, Kick down the gate, Dub step inside, Drunk off the mix, From sunset to rise, D is the key that my instrument chimes, Yo girl you a song and the rhythm don't lie, You increased my heart beat per minute, I can't really tell whether or not you speak English, But the tingle in my ear as you softly sing in it, Speaks volumes, press on me peak my limits, You got me faded, under influence, Why the small talk? Can't we make music? I got a bed, side chain me to it, If anyone asks, say the mic made you do it. Chorus x 2 We came prepared, Pre-drinkin on the way in the ride, We ate late we're fashionably running behind. Cut in line like I only place they are losing their minds, When I get in on the list under Swagger McFly? Yeah so what do I look dressed in something of yours pink, Can't I -just get in? Feeling high as smoke sessions set and I want to grab something shrink-wrapped in Lu-Lu lemon, Don't take him off just cut a hole in them Bend it over I'll pump it with a soul rhythm, Mr.Go-Get-Em smells something deep and Ima go fishin, My friends all warned me she's gold diggin, No kiddin, I ain't got to worry about that, So Bond, While y'all fools start wasting your cash she's so charmed, Same track as when we came in the club may be on when that chick gets to yanking my arm and we're gone. That's why I book my suit first, That's why it's Hook line sinker, See a timeline on that girl ring finger means bugs lost Babs ain't I a stinker? Haha, no doubt flow is sicker then that flu from the 26 ounce, All these hip-hop kings keep your crowns, I'm a gypsy I'm going to kick it down with the gutter mutts Get crunk Til we Run amuck, Rubber ducks bubbled up and hot tubs with cuddle sluts. We want to fuck bust a nut and then pull them up, Then play it off is nothing much when they ask what's the rush

Aight I got one for ya: , 3 rappers walk in a bar, Non chalant, none of em king or at the top of a chart, She asks bob "what can I get ya to start?" 8em said "a slow comfortable screwer" she says "excuse me?", I said "why, did ya fart?" blind to the art you children became Blind from my heart, with light from the dark, my vision remains. Too smart, Weak or shy, To be hard in the physical plain. Mentally you're dizzied in shame To reach me you need a physical PLANE. And a chute to bail, Givin the chord a good pull, But then it doesn't deploy, you thought you were formidable, But my home's orbital fool. No more can I school, You poor brittle tools, Without treating you the way a matador would a bull. You Sore little wolves look warm in your wool, But you're lacking a thong for the twats that you squawk from, with glass for a jaw. Didnt your moms make capes for you to stand for a cause? Did The Pretenders came to save hip hop?!?! "da da da da!!!" But youre strapped to a car, With a brick on the gas, Off a cliff with you brats, Quit with these tracks, zip it, relax Cuz your shit is an act, And I'm fucking sick of the cast, In a shitty position but lovin it: Ya, I'm a dick in the ass. And that ain't twisting the facts, Strong with the force you wish to be, But you've been skipping the class. You snakes hiss in the grass, Whispering trash, I'm stricken with laughs Gripping these abs, Eyes tearing; dripping with glass. HA HA!! Cuz you crack me up, so run of the mill, Goosebumps and the chills riddle your flesh cuz of what comes from the hills: A storm of thunderous skill. Hopefully no one'll be killed But All those caught under it will Succumb to the will of the Ultimate ill, Motherfucker for real, Keep your bitch caught up on the pills, Or I'll just breed y'all out slowly when they each cum for their fill, Raw, this rare medium has you well done on a grill. The weaker ones'll be thrilled, To see the future one like me builds. (Chorus) To all those who stick below, If I'm hi enough to tie the knot im giving rope Much respect but no pity tho, Cuz I thought it'd be dope, To tell ya what we really know: I'm why, Yall Tippy toe As i expose your image as a Nifty hoax And That's why some keep me close, Diggin holes to bury those comedians with shitty jokes. I Got you ball gagged and lovin it, Shut it kids, Or I'll buckle whip Your asses for the fuck of it in public. With Truculant thunderous wondrous combustion spit from a pit Similar to the one waiting to teach you pussies which ones the dick. Let a piggy run home, To tell the rest of the 4 left below I'm setting the tone, And the table to feast on their meat to the bone. You think I'm sieging the throne? Woa, take it easy ya clones, Believe me your wrong, Same goes for thinking I know you or a singular song. 8em'll tell ya straight up: I'm a step above and he's right. Danger tells turn coats "why didn't you act right? Cuz once he was nice?" coulda woulda shoulda but didn't. I know They ain't hittin on dykes, But they're sure hearin "no", and "beat it" a lot, maybe try sittin on ice? you ain't gettin off easy, Or onto a chair to sit with the knights. We're Columbian melted on rainbow kush, You're sugar and spice. Which wouldn't suffice, Cuz if ya shouldn't put mice into a microwave with foil, Don't be within the likes Of 64 light years if I strike. respect is the armor, wit is the might. Those without both are known for bringin a knife and a bitch to the fight. Which isn't so bright, Thats why friend and foe alike, are seeing it might, be in their best interests to never spit on the Mic. (Chorus)

Lyrics: I don't wanna be loved, I don't wanna be hated, I don't wanna BE, ,I AM Mic Starink, Not persona created, To star in a game of pretend, It Could be why I don't make any friends: Cuz I'm not an ugly pretentious idiot too fake to make any sense, I'm not the best or fastest ,I do what the music request, Fuck the try-hards, what part of just give it up didn't you get? If i gave them refuge as pets, They would be left for months unattended until they eat each other and die of no food and neglect. They're all stupid at best, When I'm introduced at events, They don't look too impressed to see a master of the styles they couldn't perfect. I don't abuse em with threats, ,They're just clueless and vexed, ,I'm so true, sick and fresh all they can do is respect, which puts em in check, ,Cuz all I do is express, My evolving feelings on life, I'm good, I'm evil, occasionally fucked up.......but I'll be aight, Cause I got gifted kids, , And really hot wife, ,my aura so bright if you're near it you might debate in your head the whole night, Questions like: Damn! (chorus) Who is this strange and handsome man? Where did he come from, what's his plan? And why does he have me so entranced? Who is this strange and handsome man? But who the fuck said this one's for you? That's right, Elton John, Not Michael starink, so here's what ya do: Go to a mirror and look at your face, and right away you'll notice there's two, Times the fine ears to listen, And just one mouth you continue to use. Guess I'll keep feeding it truth, you're rude, close you mouth when ya chew, No ones excused til each of you is finished your food. Cuz there's better things to do in this song, That don't involve getting hungry, Damn it now I want bacon, I Wonder what gave me the munchies....... ............Oh that's right, I'm singin' a song, What's it about, I forget how it goes, somebody google the lyrics, I only remember I didn't pay thousands to get a special appearance . Enough spitting in riddles, I'm a stranger to the people that hear this. The mysterious man shaking hands who also got on stage fearless. Spotted after the show with guys that make you shit in your pants, And Bitches that pick the fight for ya if you make an advance, I'm just a mind state at a glance. do it like there ain't a chance, to do it again, and leave em lookin' for me like a blind date at a dance. Thinkin (chorus) I'm always askin' myself: Just How many ways can I stand as the winner? My wit's above average, I cannot be managed, And My hands've been savagely injured. I can't be a slave to ignorant pricks I gotta refer to as mister, Should call me that, followed by "president, can i help you with this sir?" Get a grip you boa constrictor, I smoke you out by burnin' the grass. Im the rebel Insurgent of purpose, That permanently kicks impertinent ass. i certainly hope nobody interprets it as, curtains, Cuz murder's a burden for cowards, Just look at whats occurred in the past. I do the reverse so they have to put up with me Their whole life and afterward. No need for fights, no need for cops, no need to find the right caliber. They Die counting the days on a calendar under my shadow For i'm a soul, And this song doesn't explain why energy doesn't have challengers. Oh well...... That's life As an artist, lover and parent, Late nights, perverted sex, And babysitters kept under surveillance, Twist up the indica, cover the air vent , Get it so thick that ya squinting to see just a inch of the room, And who's next to ya, before ya let air in. (Chorus)

Lyrics: You want the proof of the human soul look into my eyes Don't be surprised to see blood tears and your reflection shine Right back at you to remind you we're the same design You don't believe it watch that twinkle fade when someone you love dies Why giveaway mysteries of the other side to those that cross the line If I could put them through hell While they're alive Make them fight The urge to just give up and end their lives Just like I got a fight gravity to reach and touch the sky I've got too many reasons Not to believe it's fate the way the pieces fell where they needed in destined sequence, Mom tarot card readings, my idols in their releases, Me having kids young and seeing what I want most is my greatest weakness. I took it from PAC and Jesus I may be cheated stoned whipped murdered and beaten before my message reaches the those I intended to heed it it's not a secret it's the meaning of not knowing true victory till you've been defeated. Ya, Let that truth sink in, I'm on the brink of Ascension, I think it's time you know it, Something is amplified through me focused like the suns forces through a magnifying glass in the hands of the hopeless, In the cold winter forest starting a fire I'm starting to change others had their chance and failed because of what they became I see where I'm going but there's so much I want to go back and change it's too late I'm at less than half a tank and halfway Chorus: Do you know I'm standing on the edge so close and I know it's all be on my control I'm past the point of safe return Life moves fast I've shed my tears turned em into glass made myself a rear view mirror, I'm just a conduit the truth is in the rhythm you hear from my ride as I pass you the gun show saying look at me yeah! I came from heartbreak road and outcast Avenue, Traffic was gridlocked one easy street so I remapped my route picked up my kids on be a man drive and got my tank it's fuel on memory lane and when I pass the walls I crashed into, That's when I realized what I had to do, Called up my friends and family and told them I swear I'll be back for you so I packed and moved some laughed said dude you're going mad talking like a greater power is carving a path for you and if that's even half as true as the words of my first verse I swear on everything i am to you there's no going back from here now, I'm past the point of safe return.

I know I'm hard to handle for the youngins, I don't deliver I broadcast a doper substance too find to mirror too laced to know what's fucking your mind more I'm free based off the northwest it's known for nothing, but dope ice beer bitches and hunting, they say I go too fast: find a playground his own munchkins don't be mad your cycles pain is redundant Rexall has Midol relax you're on your Pumpkin do you believe in fate? can you count the up-and-coming's? Who I am, what you get, why your bitches blushin, when you panic seeing from where it is that I'm hot abundance, and how you wouldn't know me even if you've got real introductions. you don't know the past or why the ink is pumped in, you don't know the plans or how to balance functions you see the blunted Sensei, not the dad and husband, got to eat slave and pave the way, I doin this shit for nothing (Chorus) I Don't worry about what's in the bank but ain't doing the shit for nothing, I got lots left in my tank but I didn't make this trip for nothing I know now who I should thank, and who were always good for nothing for nothing I'm in a stealers wheel song: clowns to the left of me jokers to the right here I am stuck with energy, kinetically gathering through chemistry in a paradox, my time is clocked but distracted in Shock you swear it stops, when the rarest drops, you see the common congregating, contemplating no longer playing while theres still one stronger waiting, not for a crown or fortune but a reason to bury an be there one or many, oh man I've been so friendly, like the eye of the storm, but fate has more than fired a warning shot at me times before, so many signs we Ignore, you ask: why do we fall? it so we can learn to pick ourselves up and each time we evolve. And I don't know what I am to you: a man, a truth, but the proof is with the headphones in the booth, My particle centrifuge, speeding true rhyth-ium with energy boosts through a mic that came to you from nothin. (Chorus) For once, I wanna be literal not poetic, I'm humble, not pathetic, a novel, not a sentence, In song and skin I rep it, play nice: and they don't get it, Play hard: they don't respect it, fuck that, challenge accepted, Some are lost and pretentious, I feel for em, I really do, Cuz when you think you're on the right path that many choose, It's gonna chew at your heart to face the shitty news: That you're playing yourself, it's the road that chooses you. I'm sick but not diseased, and respect at least half Of my competition, and don't attack who's no match, Even go as far as congrats, so I ant help but ask: Why do some like I'm not on the map and yet chat With the wolves in my pack, exchanging info to make tracks, No hi, no bye, just a glance that I may catch that don't last, Do I smell that bad, is there a ghost from my past, Or do you see what you've done was all for nothin'?? (Chorus)

Chorus- I remember, What the Gypsy card said, The roads paved rough but you'll get, Everything you want, It's hard to look back now, It been so long, I can't remember what I wanted all along. Verse: I swear something drove me here, what was it? Some person, some purpose, some light, some substance? Can't recall, was it a plan, a scheme, a dream, A wish on a star in time of need? Or was it the greed, the lust to be known, No more working for lousy paycheques and bussing it home? Was it to follow a code or provoke a change, If so, in what sense and what way? Cuz I feel strength in the mightiest ways, From the tiniest things, Maybe it was wisdom and I failed to see how in life it was gained. Nah, that can't be it, It's on the next page, You can see how time is an illusion by how I've aged. (Chorus) Verse 2: I wanted love but got crazy bitches, I wanted to say what I thought and learned the taste of stitches. I wanted things and riches but got to learn what poor is, I wanted to hear crowds roar but heard "I'm pregnant with your kid". I wanted the fast lane, but pedalled one gear the whole ride, I wanted the good life but could only find the purpose in mine, I wanted to explode supernova, but collapsed into wormholes, The universe wants blood and sacrifice for a spot in the winners circle. I lost touch cuz I didn't wanna lose focus, When I look back how far I've gone, Sometime it takes me more than just a moment, To remember what it was I wanted all along. (Chorus)