Mic Felon lyrics

Artist  : Hilltop Hoods 
Song : Mic Felon



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Verse One – Pressure



I got committed to the pen now my shit’s so
locked down,

MCs think I’m doing time for this hip-hop
sound,

Debris the mastermind, Suffa’s my partner in
crime,

I be the microphone felon, tell them your master
design,

It all started when I was young fiending for
mics,

Dreaming of heights that I would be reaching
despite,

No one would put me on, or even play me at
that,

So earned my dues ganking mics labelled radio
shack,

At open mic one night far from sober or with
it,

This guy pulls me off and says ‘You’re
rhyming over the limit,

And heading that way you won’t last a day or a
night,

You need to be down for the long haul kid we call
em lifers,

Beside you need to stick with me cos rhyme
pays,

And I know this heist where we can jack some sine
waves,

They’re mainly small timers, freestylers,

Street urchins and beat merchants, none of them
real rhymers,

They’re raping this culture and make me sick to
my stomach,

These fools need to be arrested for sleeping in
public’,

I dug it, got serious and mastered my rhyme,

The rocked to the spot with my new partner in
crime,

Trespassed on stage, stole the mic to further
insult,

Committed arsony, defamation and verbal
assault,

They tried to blame the engineer oblivious to our
ploy,

So we crept backstage as they buried the sound
boy,

I stole the DJs crates and his diamond
needles,

Now they got me on the run so it’s time to
leave ya’ll,

We tried to cross the border, got cause as a noun
carrier,

Pulled over and evicted for breaking the sound
barrier,

This cop threw me to the ground, cos hip hop is
violent,

Said ‘You got freedom of speech, just choose to
remain silent’,

Then he checked in the trunk and he found the hot
sound,

I got committed to the pen now my shit’s locked
down.

Chorus



I’m a rhyme felon; peeps do what I tell
them,

People can’t handle the product that I’m
selling,

I left my dwelling now I’m on the run,

Microphone felony number one,

I’m a rhyme felon; peeps do what I tell
them,

People can’t handle the product that I’m
selling,

I left my dwelling now I’m on the run,

Microphone felony number one,

I’m a rhyme felon; peeps do what I tell
them,

People can’t handle the product that I’m
selling,

I left my dwelling now I’m on the run,

Microphone felony number one.