Whatchyagonnadomike?
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I'm not a shit talker, never been one
Step back, clear the air son
Out with the bad, in with the good
People asking me if I could, should, would and I will
Fill your brain with memory lane
I'm not insane but not too tame
Chronic Future, there's fame in the name
Un, deux, trois, kicking that raw
Flava Flav, don't behave, go crazy
That's what I want to see you doing
Stop screwing around, we're gonna rock this town
Upside down, ready? Blow!
How the fuck you like me now?
Formulating my own style
Doing it since I was a child
Now I'm getting buck wild
Because I figure the people talking shit just don't know
Or else they understand but they're too damn slow
Everybody always wants to be accepted
Nobody can ever do what everyone has expected of them
I take your minds with my lyrics and embezzle them
Take the thoughts you think and put them in my trust fund
Do what you do, I hope you have fun with it
(What'cha gonna do, Mike?)
Spit lyrics, yeah!
Doing what I want to do
Yes, I'm coming live and direct from the C.F. crew
Thought you knew everybody has their own niches
So, quit talking shit, little bitches
What people don't know is what makes them afraid
Knowledge worth knowing magic guides the way
Impossible to know every detail
Just 'cause you don't know don't mean that
You have failed!
Hip hopping, hard rocking, non-stopping
Keep on stomping, keep on dropping science
Non compliance to our government
I'm in love with the sound of the track, don't step back
Move on forward, step on towards the stage
This is lyrical rage, you're amazed
I effect, not like a reject, I am in your deck
Whether it be tape or CD, I'm that screaming MC
Mike Busse in the place to be, yo, Phoenix, AZ
I am me, you are you, get that straight, 1 plus 2
Got you stuck on to my style, just like super glue
Yeah, motherfucker!
Chief Woo got some thing to block ya mind
Give ya the sight to the mental plan
Bitch!
Because I figure the people talking shit just don't know
Or else they understand but they're too damn slow
Everybody always wants to be accepted
Nobody can ever do what everyone has expected of them
Take your minds with my lyrics and embezzle them
Take the thoughts you think and put them in my trust fund
Do what you do, I hope you have fun with it
(What'cha gonna do, Mike?)
I'm gonna spit it, yeah!
Doing what I want to do
Yes, I'm coming live and direct from the C.F. crew
Thought you knew everybody has their own niches
So, quit talking shit, little bitches
What people don't know is what makes them afraid
Knowledge worth knowing magic guides the way
Impossible to know every detail
Just 'cause you don't know don't mean that
You have failed!
Yeah!
Hut, hut, hut, hut!
See it through, check it out
Beat yo trust, tell me what you think
Yo, can you hear it?
Soul, just can't you feel it?
Robustic, tell me something
But nothing less, this is for you
Yell somethin' for ya whole crew!
Step back, clear the air son
Out with the bad, in with the good
People asking me if I could, should, would and I will
Fill your brain with memory lane
I'm not insane but not too tame
Chronic Future, there's fame in the name
Un, deux, trois, kicking that raw
Flava Flav, don't behave, go crazy
That's what I want to see you doing
Stop screwing around, we're gonna rock this town
Upside down, ready? Blow!
How the fuck you like me now?
Formulating my own style
Doing it since I was a child
Now I'm getting buck wild
Because I figure the people talking shit just don't know
Or else they understand but they're too damn slow
Everybody always wants to be accepted
Nobody can ever do what everyone has expected of them
I take your minds with my lyrics and embezzle them
Take the thoughts you think and put them in my trust fund
Do what you do, I hope you have fun with it
(What'cha gonna do, Mike?)
Spit lyrics, yeah!
Doing what I want to do
Yes, I'm coming live and direct from the C.F. crew
Thought you knew everybody has their own niches
So, quit talking shit, little bitches
What people don't know is what makes them afraid
Knowledge worth knowing magic guides the way
Impossible to know every detail
Just 'cause you don't know don't mean that
You have failed!
Hip hopping, hard rocking, non-stopping
Keep on stomping, keep on dropping science
Non compliance to our government
I'm in love with the sound of the track, don't step back
Move on forward, step on towards the stage
This is lyrical rage, you're amazed
I effect, not like a reject, I am in your deck
Whether it be tape or CD, I'm that screaming MC
Mike Busse in the place to be, yo, Phoenix, AZ
I am me, you are you, get that straight, 1 plus 2
Got you stuck on to my style, just like super glue
Yeah, motherfucker!
Chief Woo got some thing to block ya mind
Give ya the sight to the mental plan
Bitch!
Because I figure the people talking shit just don't know
Or else they understand but they're too damn slow
Everybody always wants to be accepted
Nobody can ever do what everyone has expected of them
Take your minds with my lyrics and embezzle them
Take the thoughts you think and put them in my trust fund
Do what you do, I hope you have fun with it
(What'cha gonna do, Mike?)
I'm gonna spit it, yeah!
Doing what I want to do
Yes, I'm coming live and direct from the C.F. crew
Thought you knew everybody has their own niches
So, quit talking shit, little bitches
What people don't know is what makes them afraid
Knowledge worth knowing magic guides the way
Impossible to know every detail
Just 'cause you don't know don't mean that
You have failed!
Yeah!
Hut, hut, hut, hut!
See it through, check it out
Beat yo trust, tell me what you think
Yo, can you hear it?
Soul, just can't you feel it?
Robustic, tell me something
But nothing less, this is for you
Yell somethin' for ya whole crew!