The Case of the Misplaced Mic

They finally did it (whats that?) They stole the mic I grip

Now that its gone (whats wrong?) Im feelin tired and sick

(How did they do it?) I dont know I wasnt sleepin that long

When I woke up (what happened brother?)

My microphone was gone

At first i panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case

But they were stuck (damm?) Without a clue or a trace

So sure as smokin cigarettes is bad for your health

If I want my microphone back Ill find it myself

So I picked up the phone (for what?)

I called Dizzy

Dizzy: whats up?

My mic is gone

Dizzy: Word?

Lets get busy

Before I could tell Dizzy What I wanted to do

He was over at my house with the TMS crew

He said

Dizzy: Word is out in every mouth

In the street now that your mic is gone

Its not long yill your beatAnd then it hit me (Damm)

I got a battle at six

Without my microphone Im guaranteed to get whipped

U might think its unbelivable But word to the strenght

when it comes to rockin rhymes Im a musical nymph

They gave me other mics But yo it wasnt no use

I tried to rock One two one two

But I couldnt get loose I said forget it

My microphone or not I gotta do it

Give it all that I go (What if u loose?) It be the first time I lost

But if I beat em Ill finally prove Im the boss

I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets

Suckers was hopin and preyin Strictly Dope would get beat

I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight

Yo I was confident that Id win

To hell with the mic

I hopped up to the stage Dizzy started the beat

suckers shivered cause he Tasted defeat

Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme off my head

Perpetrator fell back (Huh?) And then he was dead

I was happy as hell Cause I was lucky that nite

Put my hand in my pocket And there was my mic

THE CASE OF THE MISPLACED MIC

STRICTLY DOPE IN THE HOUSE