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Hold The Mic (Give Up The Goods {Remix}) - Freeloader

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Published on Jan 7, 2012

Remix of Mobb Deep's "Give Up The Goods." Bringing back bashful, classical, lyrical, spiritual, battle raps back. Hope you enjoy.

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Lyrics:
I spit rhymes designed to match with the rhythm
But a lot of people out there don't wanna listen
Disregard rappers as real musicians
Cause of this hip-hop is close to extinction
Even so, when I spit a rhyme they notice me
Nodding their heads, enjoying my lines of poetry
This is pure rap, this is not made for melodies
Dead in the grave is something I could never be
Fake MCs come step rhyme
But they spit bars I think could recognize
When it's my turn, you know I impress the minds
Of all those who think I'm the next to die
No point even bother to fetch the nine
Cause I'll kill all you rats just like pesticide
I'm ill with my raps os you best decide
If you wanna put up against my restless mind
Hence all the hatred put in my statements
Me and wack rhymes have no relation
In my world, fake rappers are forbidden
All my enemies will not be forgiven

(Hook)
You don't know what it's like
The feeling that I get when I hold the mic
Adrendaline rush, with a pen or a brush
I keep writing my lyrics cause my flow is tight (x2)

I'm obscene with my raps when i rhyme or say
Anything from my mouth, it's time for you to pray
Dear Lord, how'd you get into this kinda game?
I'll write your death warrant, underline your name
All other rappers all sound the same
You ain't rich or famous, all you clowns are lame
I'm on fire, I'll put this town to flames
I spit rounds designed to pound your brain
I'm a MC fiend, with a mind like a machine
Hit you on the head, to your spine to spleen
I'm a maniac, you actors is what made me rap
You think you're sick when you are insanely wack

(Hook)

Everyone knows I'm a disruptive speaker
I'm more unfair than a corruptive teacher
Fake rappers is what makes me savage
They yell out "A" like my grade point average
Everytime I inject fear in your mic
Go ahead, say them overused stereotypes
When I spit, I leave you scared for the night
Next thing, your girl gave me a glare that is like
She wants me, cause she knows I have style
Be careful the next time you open your mouth
Come to battle me, not the best decision
I plot to destroy, not just for you to listen
The mistakes that you made from me, you don't learn from it
That's why your pain will always be permanent
Rappers like you should be exterminated
Battle raps enhanced with hatred
I bring fire to the track, call it arson
I'm not hungry for beef, I'm starving
Rappers think they can step with their garbage
You're better off with a job in an office

(Hook)

Cause my flow is tight...
Yo
My name is Freeloader
With a L
I have trouble pronouncing my L's sometimes
I think it's an asian thing

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