Mic Drop

Yo! You want bars? You want that raw?

Turn it up we takin’ it back to the streets... RUN IT!

I walk in bold with my boom in the box

Shell toes flashin’ and I’m beatin’ the clock

Got rhymes in my head, like rounds in a clip

Every word I spit got a bassline kick

No cap, no chains, just truth on wax

Still rock a crowd with the rhythm and claps

Don’t need no auto, no flash, no gloss

I’m the mic-wreckin’ menace, the underground boss!

(Mic drop!) Step back, it’s classic!

(Mic hot!) Flow tight, bombastic!

(Top notch!) I bring that static!

Old school fire with a brand new magic!

I’m the rhyme architect, break beats and flex

Spin words like vinyl, command respect

No ghost, no gimmicks, just bars and breath

I bring that boom bap beat ‘til there’s nothin’ left

I crash through speakers like a hurricane

Got that slick tongue talk in every lane

Ain’t here for the fame, just the mic and the crowd

I’m the roar in the silence, I spit it out loud!

(Mic drop!) Step back, it’s classic!

(Mic hot!) Flow tight, bombastic!

(Top notch!) I bring that static!

Old school fire with a brand new magic!

Kick, snare, kick, snare

Put your hands in the air!

No bling, no flex

Just skills and checks

Mic in my hand and the beat goes BAM!

This is hip hop, I don’t give a damn!

So remember my name when the lights go black

It’s the voice of the street and I’m takin’ it back

No filter, no fear, just rhyme and soul

Old school made me now I’m takin’ control!