Testin testin testin

You can hear me what what what?

MIC check one check check check

You can hear me? YO!

I'm 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 don't need a mic (Huh?)

I say my rhyme LOUD with all of my might

Verse One:

People say that nigga CRAZY, I'm 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 can't make it ragged

Vocals that'll blow horns til your ass in traction

Disgusting like that valve on your bike with the basket

BLING BLING comin through, not excuse me

I'm the nigga that's makin this loud ass music

Chorus

Verse Two:

The doctor slapped my ass, so I've been hollerin since an infant

Gotta make sure they hear me cause I wants my attention!

Disturb the class, so I stayed in detention

Couldn't 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 can't seem to lower the volume"

"Hmm, what's your name?" -- "Michael Tyler"

"Perhaps you'd be interested in joining our school choir?"

Said, "Nah that's for funny boys"

"Either that or a suspension," while you roll, HERE I COME BOY

I wanna holla, but I gotta try: *clears th