The Doppelgangaz - Smoke Mics lyrics
[The Doppelgangaz - Smoke Mics lyrics]
It's just a good beat
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Ayo we smoke mics like your mom smokes dicks
Everyday habit for the wench
Allow me to quench
Lyrical thirst your hearing was parched
So I impart miracles first to tear you apart
And keep it with the
Cord to ensure strangulation
How many emcees can flame a mike stand
To the point that this white man
Will burn into a slight tan grip it tight
Right hand callous with them palms
Living life trife, damn
Phallus with the bombs
My habit's in Milan, all my habit's in the US
Gruesome, twosome the two best loot slum
Who done? Dropped about a two ton deuce from
The minute of an exhale get burnt to debris
Timid from the best
Ailing learned from the fee
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Ayo I got a hairy tongue
And my face has grayed
From years of smoking mics lungs blacker
Than the ace of spades
Until I wither and waste away
Fucks with E cause he gives me free
Beats and a place to stay
Good deeds the rap lords know
Fucked up his wardrobe helping this man
Pop start his Ford Probe
Never told him the calf when
I hurled the slice
Yo I even pressed the nigga
For some girl advice
Yo E I feel weird asking y’all but
Would you fornicate with a steel
Yo couldn’t find the face the grass was tall
A beard rougher than a
Game of wheelchair basketball
He paused put down his glass and all
And replied in a subtle tone
Matter Ov Fact smash it raw
My man don’t be an ass and stall
When you’re done pass me the math so
I can give the lass a call
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Ayo we smoke mics like your mom smokes dicks
Everyday habit for the wench
Allow me to quench
Lyrical thirst your hearing was parched
So I impart miracles first to tear you apart
And keep it with the
Cord to ensure strangulation
How many emcees can flame a mike stand
To the point that this white man
Will burn into a slight tan grip it tight
Right hand callous with them palms
Living life trife, damn
Phallus with the bombs
My habit's in Milan, all my habit's in the US
Gruesome, twosome the two best loot slum
Who done? Dropped about a two ton deuce from
The minute of an exhale get burnt to debris
Timid from the best
Ailing learned from the fee
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Yo we smoke mics to the point we lightheaded
Doppel take flame to your name
Quite wretched
Puff 'em like a cigar for one night sessions
One slight question, how we gon' smoke mics?
Ayo I got a hairy tongue
And my face has grayed
From years of smoking mics lungs blacker
Than the ace of spades
Until I wither and waste away
Fucks with E cause he gives me free
Beats and a place to stay
Good deeds the rap lords know
Fucked up his wardrobe helping this man
Pop start his Ford Probe
Never told him the calf when
I hurled the slice
Yo I even pressed the nigga
For some girl advice
Yo E I feel weird asking y’all but
Would you fornicate with a steel
Yo couldn’t find the face the grass was tall
A beard rougher than a
Game of wheelchair basketball
He paused put down his glass and all
And replied in a subtle tone
Matter Ov Fact smash it raw
My man don’t be an ass and stall
When you’re done pass me the math so
I can give the lass a call