Yeah

It's Myke Miers

The Hitchcock of Hip Hop

We bout to get down and dirty right here

Carson



[VERSE 1]

My chrome be my chaperone wherever I roam

If you wanna test then it's on, I spotted your dome

Rat-tat-tat and you're gone is how it be

See, rappin is all in my blood, inside of me

If you're steppin with a weapon, there's a 50/50 chance

If you live, you'll be pissin in your pants

If you die, you'll be chillin in a casket wearin a tuxedo

Labels fuck you, but they can't fuck me though

Stricly m.d., this Ill Boogie dog

Been seein things different since I been 20, y'all

Serve any of y'all that they put in front of me

See they harden till I step up, then they run from me

Cause Myke Miers is much more than a man

Part machine with a mic attached to my hand

It's like Schwarzenegger when he was the Terminator

My mic is a A.K. loaded with words to spray ya

But yo



[CHORUS]	

(Who am I?) I'm the illest nigga alive

(It's do or die) The motto that I live by

(It's suicide) Testin me line for line

(So who am I?) The one and only Myke Miers [x2]



[VERSE 2]

I'm the bearer of bad news, I'm here to smash crews

Myke Miers got mo' nuts than cashews

You suck like vacumes, and your crew's wack too

After gettin served on the mic you might get smacked too

I dust off men often like Hofmann

Puttin trash niggas to sleep in coffins

You're lost in the shuffle with no way to step out

Can't take the heat in the kitchen, then you get the heck out

As the world turns, there's a nother lesson to learn

My style is too hot, so I bet you get burned

If I let you get a turn, will you bust tight?

I noticed the way you been peepin my style, you must bite

Touch Myke? Never that

You gotta come a little better and fresher than that

Sever your back, take out your spine, now you're spineless

Rhymeless, cause Myke Mier's music's timeless

Yo



[CHORUS]



[VERSE 3]

Yo, a lotta cats wanna take my crown

We can go style for style, so place your bets down

Put your Tec down, then your Moët down

Hope you came to splash, cause you're bout to get wet, clown

Not the first to put it down, but I left a mark

Where others fell to the wayside, I got you sparked

But now I took a little hiatus

And niggas wanna press they shit up, be claim that they the greatest

But the spot is mine, I got it signed at the dotted line

A lot of MC's got lyrics, but ain't none as hot as mine

Cats like me paved the way so you could shine

You didn't think I was gon' come back and take what's mine?

I'ma make y'all pay for the dues I paid

Ain't enough graveyards for the crews I slayed

So it's you I slay, Mykill Miers don't play

Declare to crown the Underground King of L.A.



[CHORUS]



It goes down like that

If you know who I am

Bet you know now

It's Ill Boogie