Mic Terror

[Intro: Big Mike Terror]
What? Get the fuck off

[Verse 1: Big Mike Terror]
Ayyo, battle who? Battle me? Y’all must be crazy
Stick the fan, stab his feet, drive him for [Mercezey?]
Black [exes?] pull up, all of them full up
Sixteen Timbs in your face of the real stuff
International show. My international ho
International gold. My international dough
Get the money right or else you making up a price
Make your amends with L.I.F.E. or see Michael nice
Stronghold 8, pit bull lock the gate (Gate)
Stronghold 7 set forth Armageddon
Stronghold 6 bring the solar eclipse
Stronghold 5 won, took your life
Stronghold 4 make you hit the floor
Stronghold 3 don’t fuck with me
Stronghold 2 got [?] with you
Stronghold 1—this is how we done

[Outro: Big Mike Terror]
Uh. Wake the fuck up. Nah mean? Stronghold holding it down. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. 6, 7, 8. Motherfucker, get it straight. Know how we do. Motherfucking Mic Terror. I ain’t say, “Motherfucker,” too many motherfucking times so you motherfucking know I’mma motherfucking say it. Biyaitch!