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Mystikal - Keep It Hype
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Testin testin testin You can hear me, what what what? Mic, check one, check, check check You can hear me? yo! Im loud enough? yo! Mic mic, micraphone, check, check Yo, can you hear me? Yo! Chorus: repeat 2x (w/ variations throughout) Yikes!!! you know what I like? (what? ) I keep it hype, the words that I write (oh) I rock the whole crowd, I dont need a mic (huh? ) I say my rhyme loud, with all of my might Verse one: People say that nigga crazy, Im throwin off I raise my voice up then, go off!! The king of different, titan of screamin chantin louder than A hundred people clappin (go) keep them fuckin speakers crackin Rockin it, about to roll The sticker on the tag cant make it ragged Vocals thatll blow horns til your ass in traction Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket Bling bling comin through, not excuse me Im the nigga thats makin this loud ass music Chorus Verse two: The doctor slapped my ass, so Ive been hollerin since an infant Gotta make sure they hear me cause I wants my attention! Disturb the class, so I stayed in detention Couldnt whisper when I was talkin so they sent me to the office The principal say, young man what seem to be the problem? Said, I try to be quiet but I just cant seem to lower the volume Hmm, whats your name? -- michael tyler Perhaps youd be interested in joining our school choir? Said, nah thats for funny boys Either that or a suspension, while you roll, here I come boy I wanna holla, but I gotta try: *clears throat* Doe ray mi fah soh! ahh no! That aint gonna cut it, that aint gonna get it Then the teacher said, maybe you can try something ath-letic But Im too clumsy so I went to the band But I made more noise honkin than I did when I was playin! Yikes!!! that aint workin so Im leavin The very next day I was in rotc Had no problems soundin off like I had a pair, three four But I just aint like them tight ass green pants that I had to wear All this ? made me tired, on top of that One of my teachers wanna see my ass outside I went downstairs to the yard When I got there I seen my teacher with about eight fine broads I said, you lookin for me? Im the one who be talkin loud She said, damn, nigga we need you on our cheerleadin squad Hell no, never ever trevor Either that or a report card filled with the f letter Go, team, fight, win Nah this shit aint cool, fuck these teachers and this school Got a loud mouth but I dont know what to use it for til they told me that they was gon put me in the talent show Chorus * lots of repetitions of yikes!!! y-y-y-yikes!!! *
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