Everybody wanna be like Mic

 Yo  I believe I can fly

 Master divisor  colder as I grew wiser
 Fool the world like Keyser  see they stuck 85ers
 With science  move and use complete silence
 Niggas are God recognizin that we run earth with iron
 I'm here  but I still ain't seen nobody come near
 To the heat so severe it leave you scorched from a flare
 Bustin two up in the air  then the rest you got
 And God forbid these niggas ever make my hustlin stop
 When I drop it's only to put it to excellency status
 See, we here to run it all with eight other planets
 But I'm on till it's gone, understand it
 Performin to the warm hugs and slugs and feel the storm kinda tragic
 Magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched
 Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much
 All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky
 Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why
 I can fly

 Everybody wanna be like Mic
 Everybody wanna be like Mic

 Yo, I believe I can fly

 Lexus and Benzes every color
 Push a Hummer in the butters
 Go to Miami in the summer months
 Crush ice Rolly seemed like my brother once
 Chillin on my arm, dippin in my pocket
 Hold a 40, Benz inside my palms
 Duplexes, east and west coast, plus the flats
 Everybody know we get it on like that
 With assorted firearm bulletproof to match
 Teflon ??? my fitting baseball hat
 While my ladies carry .380s in front of they snatch
 And we makin all this caper but never givin it back
 It's amazin how I put it all together with rap
 1000s of listeners everywhere that fall on the map
 See, it's magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched
 Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much
 All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky
 Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why
 I can fly

 Everybody wanna be like Mic
 Everybody wanna be like Mic

 Yo, I believe I can fly

 Either you down or you isn't in this game for the wins
 Stackin the compensates and livin straight for the ends
 Hittin skins, luxury Sedans with the rims
 Fuckin with Washingtons while i'm holdin on the Benz
 Pen's like a lens, so it's clear
 Bless you in your dome with the chrome
 Bring the flavor to your ear
 Appear to make these willies reconsider the fear
 Rhymin for nothin these niggas shouldn't try to come near
 See, it's magic what I'm doin, anybody get touched
 Everybody suffer the feelings of loss too much
 All abuzz how we do it, how we touchin the sky
 Holdin more, this is for all of y'all wonderin why

 Everybody wanna be like Mic
 Everybody wanna be like Mic

 I believe I can fly