Eric B. , Rakim - Microphone Fiend lyrics

I was a fiend before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of
Cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip
Hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated
'Cause, I grabbed the mic and try to say
"Yes y'all" they tried to take it and
Say that I'm too small
Cool 'cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one
Then I make another one
To this the opposite then ask
If the brother's done
I get a cravin' like I fiend for nicotine
But, I don't need a cigarette
Know what I mean?
I'm ragin', rippin' up the stage and
Don't it sound amazin' 'cause every
Rhyme is made and
Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses
You're stuck in
The mic is a Drano, volcanoes eruptin'
Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin'
Everything is written in the cold
So it can coincide my thoughts to guide
Forty eight tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend, Rakim
Spread the word 'cause I'm in e-F-F-E-C T
A smooth operator operating correctly
But back to the problem, I got a habit
You can't solve it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hyper
Tone that's thorough when
I fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
Give me a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood
Or is it a state of
Unawareness, beware, it's the re-animator
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiendin' for a microphone
I'm the microphone fiend
After twelve, I'm worse than a Gremlin
Feed me Hip-Hop and I start tremblin'
The thrill of suspense is intense
You're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of
'Tales From the Darkside'
By any means necessary
This is what has to be done
Make way 'cause here I come
My DJ cuts material, grand imperial
It's a must that I bust any
Mic you hand to me
It's inherited, it runs in the family
I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back
If that don't slow 'em up
I carry a full pack
Now I don't wanna have to let off
You should of kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, step off
Ladies and gentleman, you're about to see
A pastime hobby about to be
Take it to the maximum, I can't relax see
I'm
Hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, somethin' you can't smoke
More than dope, you're tryin' to
Move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up
You should have backed up
For those who act up need to
Be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and I'm the remainder
So close your eyes and hold your breath
And I'ma hit you with the blow of death
Before you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend of a microphone
I'm the microphone fiend

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