Mike On The Mic

check my name, cause when i spit it's essentially suicide
or regicide, genocide, every rhyme i write is immortalized
but bitches think i'm some kinda genius?
nah, trick, you just want me for my penis
i'm really a psychopathic bipolar bear with long brown hair
and a chair i sit on so much my ass is fucking bare
where? somewhere in the midwestern ar-
eola, hola, i'm sicker than Hova, but wait
can you perpetuate the postulate that i am great?
I'll take a trip to Jerusalem and masticate while i masturbate
before it's too late, and blow a load off the dome
then load up google chrome to post on throwed
despite the fact im white, i still write so tight
and ill it's like a virginity blight, right?
check the double entrendre, comprende
or i'll delay the relay to write an essay
and DJ in a beret til everyone says yay
all these other rappers fucking suck and im as serious as Siri was
when I asked to be friends it said fuck off you stupid cunt
then the bitch I took the iPhone from kicked me with a punt
and that's the same girl who gave me head and fucked me on her per-i-od
blud, like the end of a sentence, attack with a vengeance
spit and sing together like coalescence, cause im destined
to be the G.O.A.T on a boat, the cat in the hat, mike on the mic
riding bikes with a dyke while i set cyphers alight, now bite
my lines cause you're unoriginal and I'm lyrical
reread every rhyme to check the subliminal
cause unlike most kids I know, I actually got the voice
I'm the next Slim Shady looking for my Royce
I got no other choice, break rappers like childhood toys
sodomize the game like a pedophile does boys
and I'll wrap my rap up before I start getting offensive
but I'm the best MC in every single different way, comprehensive