Mr. Mike

[Verse 1: Mike Boyd]
Now, gather 'round, gather 'round
I'm the new man on the streets of your town
You're the new man that's bringing me down
I'm the new man 'bout to even it out (out, out)
Yeah, weed in the pouch
You beez in the trap, I beez on the couch
Sitting back, relaxed with the TV remote
I'm a stay-at-home dad cleaning the house (house, house)
Yeah, read all about it
Me back on the scene is like seeing a ghost
Haters who hate it got their feet in their mouth
Each of my foes can get it deep to the throat
I'm a hungry motherfucker putting meat on my bones
You don't want to bring the ruckus, better leave it at home
Yeah the weed got me feeling good like Nina Simone
Excuse me I need to go take a seat on my throne

[Hook]
Now do you people want it?
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
If you want it
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
Okay I got it
Okay give it to them
Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike

[Verse 2: Mike Boyd]
Yeah, what a day what a day
I'm the old man make you question your faith
You're the old man need to exit the place
I'm the old man still checking the crates
Yeah I'm rocking the place
You swear you found God like you've been talking to Mace
Sick days got my boss docking my pay
I'm off getting high with Spock in deep space
I'm at the bottom of the [?]
I can't stop until I'm at the top of the ranks
Haters who hate it? Got them walking the plank
Cheques from internet are getting dropped in my bank
I'm a hunger motherfucker not a spot on my plate
Don't you dare try to get all Tupac in my face
Yeah, people like to say that I'm awkward and strange
And I hop on the stage and I shock and amaze

[Hook]
Now do you people want it?
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
If you want it
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
Okay I got it
Okay give it to them
Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike
Then Imma give it to you
Then Imma give it to you
Okay give it to them
Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike

[Verse 3: Mike Boyd]
In conclusion I'd like to thank you for joining me
Who would have thought that a human is what I was going to be?
Turn off the radio, stop following accordingly
People hear my shit and think its a form of sorcery
I keep on working 'till I can afford a secretary
But by that time I'll probably already be dead and buried
The middle brother, yeah, I'm sick of being secondary
But everyday I thank God rapping is hereditary
I'm trying to capture the moment like Instagram
My jobs a gamble when you got no pension plan
How am I supposed to focus with no attention span
Fuck being a hype man, I'm not just here to lend a hand

[Hook]
Now do you people want it?
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
If you want it
Yup, yup, then Imma give it to you
Okay I got it
Okay give it to them
Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike
Then Imma give it to you
Then Imma give it to you
Okay give it to them
Let me introduce you to Mr. Mike