MICROPHONE DRIP Songtext
von Recoechi

TWILIGHT FEELIN IN MY SOUL
SPIRITS IN ME SIPPIN ON THIS DRANK
I GOTTA GET EVEN WITH MY SHROOMS
SO IT GOT ME PUFFIN ON THIS DANK
BABY SAID SHE WANNA TAKE A CRUISE
TOLD HER COME AND HOP UP
ON THIS SHIP
Sauces and the juices they just ooze
You know I got the microphone drip
Microphone Drip
Microphone Drip


Said we drip drip dripping in this b*tch
God steelo dripping out the pores
I know my spirit rich
Out of pocket
Mike Vick be my dawgz I might
Just got call a blitz
We been peaceful officer
We dont wanna cracker ritz
Mike Jackson he turned casper
Then he shifted
Intertwined with Pac
Came back down inside
My body sickest mix
Got Flavaz like the trix
For the silly rabbit laughin rappin cappin
Flabbergasted from a pageant on my d*ck
So go grab yo f*ckin drank
And go roll yo f*ckin spliff
We gone taste this vibe together
Cook sum′n to move them hips
Feel the

TWILIGHT FEELIN IN MY SOUL
SPIRITS IN ME SIPPIN ON THIS DRANK
I GOTTA GET EVEN WITH MY SHROOMS
SO IT GOT ME PUFFIN ON THIS DANK
BABY SAID SHE WANNA TAKE A CRUISE
TOLD HER COME AND HOP UP
ON THIS SHIP
Sauces and the juices they just ooze
You know I got the microphone drip
Microphone Drip
Microphone Drip

We got the women power of the earth
Mother Nature up in here
Spit your sh*t love


She so slick you might
Slip and slick
My herbs in there brewing
Fresh ginger for two
We been coolin'
The temperatures fusing
Hotboxing
Thank God we congruent
My flowers been blooming
Created a human
Make powerful music
My album concluded
I′m grateful
I spit it raw
My n****s know
I learn to keep it tasteful
Can't right the wrongs
But I create songs
I can change to
And rearrange that
P*ssy with raindrops
Keep my head high
Above the chaos
Need sh*t to payoff
Energy constant
I remedy monsters
Cause we are the farmers
Bum Bumping them rhymers
And pushing that prana
Attracting the comma
Play this one for your mama
If she need that mantra
Microphone drippin with entendres

Drip
Drip
Drip

Waiting for me just to pick her up
Sitting nervous on the stand
Don't know who to trust
Keep her cords wrapped
She ain′t bout the tripping
I whisper
Fruits and veggies
Can′t do bad nutrition
Attention
She get all of mine
Sound waves qualified
Peek inside that metal mesh
She want me amplified
But she might short-circuit
When I serve it
She ain't certain of my signal
But it′s always her service
Insulate the hard hits
Microphone drip
She never knew a spitter
With collective conscience
The conflicts be constant
We spin the compass
Searching for true self
We retain the honor
The honor
To hold it in hand
My palms spick and span
Give her all I can
Not just partial
Like that other man
She transmit wireless
I spit that fire sh*t
Could be hazardous
In wrong environments
So we just

TWILIGHT FEELIN IN MY SOUL
SPIRITS IN ME SIPPIN ON THIS DRANK
I GOTTA GET EVEN WITH MY SHROOMS
SO IT GOT ME PUFFIN ON THIS DANK
BABY SAID SHE WANNA TAKE A CRUISE
TOLD HER COME AND HOP UP
ON THIS SHIP
Sauces and the juices they just ooze
You know I got the microphone drip
Microphone Drip
Microphone Drip