Mc Nova Ghost - King of the Mic

Hungry
No I call it starving
Stolen
No I call it borrowing
Baby I’m a have you soaring
In the world
In a foreign
Gotta hit the road
I’m touring
Chilling in a black McLaren
Hit the gas
Running fast
Any other way is boring
My feet don’t touch the ground
I only levitate
Not looking for that clown
Who said I never caint
They messing with my mind
But they can’t penetrate
I never live in fear
I only dominate
Crawled walked ran flown
Pound my chest king kong
You second best I’m number
You get the rest after I’m done
Intercept intercept
Interject interject
I’m the best I’m the best
Run the check Then I’m gone
Wrote ya favorite rappers
Favorite song
Ventriloquist
Thought that I had made it on my own
But it was heaven sent
I need the media
And the press
Just to Manifest
Check Wikipedia
Analyst
Says I can never quit
Hungry
No I call it starving
Stolen
No I call it borrowing
Baby I’m a have you soaring
In the world
In a foreign
Gotta hit the road
I’m touring
Chilling in a black McLuren
Hit the gas
Running fast
Any other way is boring
Get the bag
Double back
Neva Tap
Got the strap
I’m the man
I’m the Mac
My only defense
Is attack
Understand
I’m a fan
Of anyone who say I can’t
Put all that hate
Inside my tank
The fule I need
To Never faint
Right
So bright I glow in the
Night
Lucky I know when to fight
Reaching my height
I’m a be taking a flight
We gotta call it a night
Fly me a kite
Hit me with all of ya might
We gotta get it on site
Left and a right
I’m a be more than the hype
I’m a be holding it tight
King of the mic
They said they want another one
Just tell me what they like
These so called rappers one and done
But I stay here for life
I couldn’t take them with me
So I made the sacrifice
They never will forget me
Didn’t have to say it twice
Hungry
No I call it starving
Stolen
No I call it borrowing
Baby I’m a have you soaring
In the world
In a foreign
Gotta hit the road
I’m touring
Chilling in a black Macluren
Hit the gas
Running fast
Any other way is boring
They can’t stop me now
I custom made the crown
They had to put it down
The new owners in town
Now I’m the
King of the mic
They try to hold me down
I keep on busting round
I grab the forty cal
And lay them Busta’s down
Now I’m the
King of mic
Look I call it
How I see it
They don’t want it
But they Need it
Now they watching
Hella heated
I’m the king of the mic
Couldn’t stop me
If you cheated
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Copy
Repeated
I seen it
I mean it
Believe it I’m never defeated
Cause I’m the
King of the mic
Hungry
No I call it starving
Stolen
No I call that borrowing
Baby I’m a have you soaring
In the world
In a foreign
Gotta hit the road
I’m touring
Chilling in a black Macluren
Hit the gas
Running fast
Any other way is boring
Now I’m the King of the mic
Now I’m the King of the mic
Now I’m the king of the mic

Written by:
George Miller

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