ON THE MIC DEVICE by EQUIVALENCE Lyrics
Hook: On The mic device/i spits nice/and speaks no Evil/rock the hater blockers on my eyes/so i see's no evil/plug in my headphones/to listen to dose/that be righteous/so i hears no evil/(X2)
Verse 1:Kinda need advice on breaking down/the truest subject matter/what it means of Life/so i brakes it down/candidly it’s trife/can't conclude the vice/for in my present moment/it's either Rap or School/or i face getting denounced/and kicked up out the house/if i dont make ouma and oupa proud/show im a grown up now/no longer the poster child/speaks for myself/i am in charge/making Unbeknown messiahs bow to my dopest rhymes/gives me the visions of ghosts/from poltregeist/gripping and epic every time the opus crowned/can’t believe the sight/when open ears over crowd/it's like hearing of Condolezza Rice fucking Collin powell/Know the style is so benounced/even if i ain't sold an ounce/on beats and rhymes i hold it down/keeps it couture with culture/and go the mile/whether raps require/that commercial swagger to that on point edge/that draws the line/
Hook: X 2
Verse 2:They say once he spliffs the burner/his paranoia makes him so meticulous/ he could commit a murder/word to God Son/Fuck with my Trees/and i will show you the meaning/of an Eco Terrorist/Radical environmentalist raged with Earth Love/from the locations to the burbs brew/watch out for these chickens/cause they might give you the bird flu/be patient/truth be told it is a virtue/without it might hurt you/so ostricise dikoko tsa setswana/from out of your circle/keep dimes fanny wobbling on the jock/around the clock/make pounds of guap/rotate it around my peeps in L.O Beats/and Ghetto Medina la familia through to the malitia generals in the 6 block/stash ends in rubber bundle stacks and ziplocks/learn to know what time it is/without the swiss watch/figuredealeth stigga killas/will kill us niggas/so twist your spliff crops/and dont beat about the moses burning bush pah/
Hook: X 2
Verse 3:I Know at times my Slanguage makes it hard to Understand/so hard that it seems when i spit my scripts/my Bars will baffle you/like how Dias Barthalomew jipped Jan van riebek taking a travel cruise/on the real you can't be mad at Q/for his funky attitude/it's Gods wish/which he bestowed with grace and gratitude/birthed the style of one of a kind/recconateur of the rap game/Sir Digitois/the humble God yet Royal Son/who beggeths not/nor is he beggoten/Reps J Mec Unit 6 Block/Hamas Brigadier/in G.Cizzaleier standing clear/from scurbs that irritate/like truds that won't flush/ or herb that won't crush/so sun duke scissors shit/dun Equivalence/never splurge on Birds/with that Nandos or KFC/Just serve them clipped up Pidgeon wings to that Chicken Gizzards shit/ cause he is out for the Dividends/ u Digg
Hook: X2
Verse 1:Kinda need advice on breaking down/the truest subject matter/what it means of Life/so i brakes it down/candidly it’s trife/can't conclude the vice/for in my present moment/it's either Rap or School/or i face getting denounced/and kicked up out the house/if i dont make ouma and oupa proud/show im a grown up now/no longer the poster child/speaks for myself/i am in charge/making Unbeknown messiahs bow to my dopest rhymes/gives me the visions of ghosts/from poltregeist/gripping and epic every time the opus crowned/can’t believe the sight/when open ears over crowd/it's like hearing of Condolezza Rice fucking Collin powell/Know the style is so benounced/even if i ain't sold an ounce/on beats and rhymes i hold it down/keeps it couture with culture/and go the mile/whether raps require/that commercial swagger to that on point edge/that draws the line/
Hook: X 2
Verse 2:They say once he spliffs the burner/his paranoia makes him so meticulous/ he could commit a murder/word to God Son/Fuck with my Trees/and i will show you the meaning/of an Eco Terrorist/Radical environmentalist raged with Earth Love/from the locations to the burbs brew/watch out for these chickens/cause they might give you the bird flu/be patient/truth be told it is a virtue/without it might hurt you/so ostricise dikoko tsa setswana/from out of your circle/keep dimes fanny wobbling on the jock/around the clock/make pounds of guap/rotate it around my peeps in L.O Beats/and Ghetto Medina la familia through to the malitia generals in the 6 block/stash ends in rubber bundle stacks and ziplocks/learn to know what time it is/without the swiss watch/figuredealeth stigga killas/will kill us niggas/so twist your spliff crops/and dont beat about the moses burning bush pah/
Hook: X 2
Verse 3:I Know at times my Slanguage makes it hard to Understand/so hard that it seems when i spit my scripts/my Bars will baffle you/like how Dias Barthalomew jipped Jan van riebek taking a travel cruise/on the real you can't be mad at Q/for his funky attitude/it's Gods wish/which he bestowed with grace and gratitude/birthed the style of one of a kind/recconateur of the rap game/Sir Digitois/the humble God yet Royal Son/who beggeths not/nor is he beggoten/Reps J Mec Unit 6 Block/Hamas Brigadier/in G.Cizzaleier standing clear/from scurbs that irritate/like truds that won't flush/ or herb that won't crush/so sun duke scissors shit/dun Equivalence/never splurge on Birds/with that Nandos or KFC/Just serve them clipped up Pidgeon wings to that Chicken Gizzards shit/ cause he is out for the Dividends/ u Digg
Hook: X2