Booster Gold f/ Mikal kHill

[Verse 1, Adam WarRock]
I'm most likely your favorite rapper's favorite rapper
That is, if your favorite rapper is me, I can't deny it!
Nobody's doper, nobody's badder
I'm not only the president of my fan club: I'm a client

Oh what? You was thinking I be humble and shit?
When all these people keep on telling me they love what I spit?
You'd get a big head, too, if you lived the life that I did, too
I'll have to tell you all the stuff that I've been through

I'm from the future
I already got proof of
How dope this album was
Past tense, facts down, in the record books

I traveled back in time
Just to spit a hunk about
How awesome I am
Mik-rap kHill, that's my Super Buddy

Born in Gotham City, though I'm based in Metropolis
And these people ain't ready, so nobody is stopping us
Call me Michael Jon Carter if you gotta, but you know
When I'm gripping the mic, I'm 'bout that Booster Gold

[Chorus]
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold

[Verse 2, Mikal kHill]
Sometimes a good guy, he's got some weird motivations
Messing up your program, smash, delete, it's the Seven Nations
A sensation, blowing up the internet
Big fish, small pond, you ain't even wet yet

My crew's set, to build the world on smack
Adam got that Infinity Gauntlet, stacking piles of cash
You don't understand my word-play or my hustle
Trying to step up? Yo, don't move a muscle

It ain't all hate, I got the certain taste
Wanna-be but boarding your mic, pass, you're born laced
Snatch your lyrics man, up outta your face
You can't be old-school when you were born in like '88

We came to get the front page, like the election scams
Leave you longer than [?] like [?]
That's it, next year, New 52
Messing up the game like DC Comics, dude

[Chorus]
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold

[Verse 3, Adam WarRock]
It's like nerd-core's "The Justice League"
Then fans been admiring my hustle, see?
Some haters are disgusted when I show my teeth
So, kHill, won't you Dust-Bust my shoulders, please?

You hopelessly love every minute and second
Of when I'm wrecking the mic, consecutively
You can't believe that I came onto the scene?
I made a scene, because I mean
I'm so ahead of my time, by just my second LP

[Mikal kHill]
Ay yo, I get opinionated disses to your face like Alan Moore
People like dudes[?] that like Devil Dinosaur
People whisper behind my back, put in that folklore
Put it in my Twitter feed, I don't even care anymore

So here we go, been planning to combine our skill
[?]
Mikal kHill, also known as Seven-to-Splat[?]
Thirty years into the game, but I forget you ever seen it yet

You think they're easy to get along with? They're hard to kill
Join the core, just so I can take it over for real
With here I am, pictures snapping, rhymes, super rapping's mine
I bought a camera [?] hopping around inside clapping

[Chorus]
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Adam WarRock]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold
[Mikal kHill]
Give me the mic, and make you lose control
Because you love it when I do it for Booster Gold

[Mikal kHill]
Ladies and gentlemen
Citizens of the past
Could I have your attention please?
I give to you:
Reader's Digest approved
Emcees of the decade
Artists of the millenium
Future presidents
Adam WarRock
And Mikal kHill

[Chucking]