Z Nice - Mic Check lyrics
rate meZ nice, mic check 1,2
Mic check when is you born too
Everybody want someone to look up to
Guidance, credentials, good solid mental
Someone that can teach them right or wrong, never sinful
I’ma paint the picture, pay attention, this is simple
You looking for the answers to your questions
Life’s hard, so I done called in the blessing
You turn to god, and will get with you in a second
You gonn be on, drinkin the bottle to find the message
Looking up to rappers and actresses,
Your kid’s crazy, send him to the psychiatrists
I speak lyrics, that don’t mean you need to act like this
Matter of fact, far from what you should be practicing
They hang off every word we say, blinded by the fact
We similar in each and every way
Look what the money do, look how it changed you
Look how it changed me, man this is strange, b
[Hook] x 2
Mic check, just don’t even need a hook
You stir, this gonn have you very shook
Need news, I’ma feed it to your facebook
Wish I was in front of you, to see just how your face look
Don’t mistake me for no hero, I’ve never been to war
Never shot at anybody before
You telling me thank you, but what you really thanking me for
I’m doing this for me, America just happens to be at war
You need to give thanks to the real troops
They risk they lives doing this for me and you
You’d rather praise beyonce for a new kids
Shake jay z’s hand, man you stupid
Misguided fools, but truth is I was blinded too, just like you is
Tryina be one of the cool kids
I’m understanding the world and what it really is
And what we really are and how we’ve come so far
But every step we take forward, it’s like we’re loosing more
People profit and our land isn’t even ours
Look what the money do, look how it changed you
Look how it changed me, man this is strange, b
[Hook] x 2
Mic check, just don’t even need a hook
You stir, this gonn have you very shook
Need news, I’ma feed it to your facebook
Wish I was in front of you, to see just how your face look
Mic check, 1,2, mic check 1,2,
Extra, extra, read all about it
Kids ...on school, right when he was wailing
He was plottin probably smoking
Pot in strong up off that molly
Killing somebody anybody love, he knew nothing bout it
So sick of all you people worried bout the wrong things
You speedin to the money but you in the wrong lane
How bout you pay attention to the younger generation
Before they end up in the grave or incarcerated
Real talk is often hated, radio won’t even play it
They think a song or two, changes even more creative
My motive to teach the people, you know, educate em
They all about the fuckin numbers, accumulatin
The crime rate rising, these kids is dying
They mothers crying, where’s god, please somebody find him
Look what the money do, look how it changed you
Look how it changed me, man this is strange, b
[Hook] x 2
Mic check, just don’t even need a hook
You stir, this gonn have you very shook
Need news, I’ma feed it to your facebook
Wish I was in front of you, to see just how your face look.
