Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Sheldon Holmes
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Look who's at it again it's been a while now
Was lost off the map I'd taken time out
Hadn't spit in ages like I'm suffering from dry mouth
Back from my dad nap like I had a lie down
King Don for the kingdom where is my crown?
Don't make mistakes so I need no white out
Fire on the mic leave the crowd with no eyebrows
Can't make me go anywhere like Amy Winehouse
No no no
Just hit eject on your tape deck player
If you don't respect the intellect of the rhyme sayer
Or the fine mind behind the drum layers
Who said producer emcee is archaic?
Far be it from me to flee from the scene
This leader supreme is easy to see
All up for grabs when the dice is rolled
Except that I'm nice coz I got mic control
Because I got mic control
Because I got mic control
Because I got mic control
I write lines like a playwright Sam Beckett
Infectious I spread it like worldwide pandemic
It's epic I said it and take all the credit
Kill it on beat now someone cry medic
SM58 when I'm on stage
Another mic at home can't remember the name
Music for the love not for the accolades
Because I'm underpaid like minimum wage
Pay to play I've done dodgy PAs
With bad feedback like I'm selling on eBay
Show promoters go Harry Holt
Splitting with the cash and adios
I've had the stage cut power go quiet as a funeral
Beatboxers in my ear standing at the urinal
Worth it just to share my art and soul
Imparting my heart through mic control
Because I got mic control
Because I got mic control
Because I got mic control
Written by: Sheldon Holmes
