Mystikal - Keep It Hype
Testin Testin Testin You Can Hear Me, What What What? You Can Hear Me? Yo! Mic, Check One, Check, Check Check Mic Mic, Micraphone, Check, Check I'm Loud Enough? Yo! Yo, Can You Hear Me? Yo! [chorus: Repeat 2x W/ Variations Throughout] Yikes!!! You Know What I Like? (what?) I Say My Rhyme Loud, With All Of My Might I Keep It Hype, The Words That I Write (oh) I Rock The Whole Crowd, I Don't Need A Mic (huh?) [verse One:] People Say That Nigga Crazy, I'm Throwin Off I Raise My Voice Up Then, Go Off!! A Hundred People Clappin (go) Keep Them Fuckin Speakers Crackin Rockin It, About To Roll The King Of Different, Titan Of Screamin Chantin Louder Than The Sticker On The Tag Can't Make It Ragged Disgusting Like That Valve On Your Bike With The Basket Vocals That'll Blow Horns Til Your Ass In Traction I'm The Nigga That's Makin This Loud Ass Music Bling Bling Comin Through, Not Excuse Me [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" I Wanna Holla, But I Gotta Try: *clears Throat* "either That Or A Suspension," While You Roll, Here I Come Boy Doe Ray Mi Fah Soh! Ahh No! That Ain't Gonna Cut It, That Ain't Gonna Get It Then The Teacher Said, "maybe You Can Try Something Ath-letic" But I'm Too Clumsy So I Went To The Band But I Made More Noise Honkin Than I Did When I Was Playin! Yikes!!! That Ain't Workin So I'm Leavin The Very Next Day I Was In Rotc Had No Problems Soundin Off Like I Had A Pair, Three Four But I Just Ain't 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? I'm 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 Ain't Cool, Fuck These Teachers And This School Got A Loud Mouth But I Don't Know What To Use It For 'til They Told Me That They Was Gon' Put Me In The Talent Show [chorus]
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