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Intro
Word up mic geronimo....nah mean..
Check it out....
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Verse 1
Behold the uncontrollable
I keep the hold world in drama
Smoke my competition now they jus a bag of skama
Iand'm a reload the vocab that manson used
Amatuers they plead the o.j.
And wonder why they lose
I subdue the microphone and left it in submission
Then cracked the phillie open
And found a talent that was hidden
I kid no man whose similar to mental migrane
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Itand's been a long time maybe too long
Since your audio produced a real rap song
I robbed a man who doubt the jack up on the plan
He can stand but didnt analyse the whole pro-jam
I took my time, i found i couldnt wait to explain
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Chorus [repeat *4]
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Verse 2
The new and improved
You canand't make a move
Or elude the feud about to be cued
A soloist journed through tha mist now found
Assassinate the sound wit choke by the pound
Make my own type of home by the phone
Mcand's reachin for my style, iand'll leave alone
My terminology and oddessy on the man
Iand'll count your rap for sham and move cooler than a fan
Split decision, i cut wit precision
So many tried before
But still couldnand't get in
Now itand's on..no need to explain
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Chorus
Im high till i die so thereand's no need to lie
Pass that metal over to the small guy
Kickin inside from desire
Mills will be the amps on the mic
Will explode to feel the fire
Iand'm liftedup off my wig like terrific
Target every marketmove on each one specific
Overload the frame but keep it all the same
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Play me and try to get away thats a maybe
Be before and i will hold a 9 to ya lady
I styles like a weaponi hit the untrue
Donand't need for me to come stalkin
And lookin for you
I rip through ya heart and bust through ya veins
I guarantee that things will never ever be the same
I kicked it on the real
Now i keep it on the plane
The masta i.c. enters now in ya brain
Im so high...
Chorus
Mic Geronimo
Masta i.c.
Masta i.c.
Intro
Word up mic geronimo....nah mean..
Check it out....
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Verse 1
Behold the uncontrollable
I keep the hold world in drama
Smoke my competition now they jus a bag of skama
Iand'm a reload the vocab that manson used
Amatuers they plead the o.j.
And wonder why they lose
I subdue the microphone and left it in submission
Then cracked the phillie open
And found a talent that was hidden
I kid no man whose similar to mental migrane
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Itand's been a long time maybe too long
Since your audio produced a real rap song
I robbed a man who doubt the jack up on the plan
He can stand but didnt analyse the whole pro-jam
I took my time, i found i couldnt wait to explain
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Chorus [repeat *4]
Im so highyou so high
I be gettin money till the day that i die
Verse 2
The new and improved
You canand't make a move
Or elude the feud about to be cued
A soloist journed through tha mist now found
Assassinate the sound wit choke by the pound
Make my own type of home by the phone
Mcand's reachin for my style, iand'll leave alone
My terminology and oddessy on the man
Iand'll count your rap for sham and move cooler than a fan
Split decision, i cut wit precision
So many tried before
But still couldnand't get in
Now itand's on..no need to explain
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Chorus
Im high till i die so thereand's no need to lie
Pass that metal over to the small guy
Kickin inside from desire
Mills will be the amps on the mic
Will explode to feel the fire
Iand'm liftedup off my wig like terrific
Target every marketmove on each one specific
Overload the frame but keep it all the same
The masta i.c. enters now in ya game
Play me and try to get away thats a maybe
Be before and i will hold a 9 to ya lady
I styles like a weaponi hit the untrue
Donand't need for me to come stalkin
And lookin for you
I rip through ya heart and bust through ya veins
I guarantee that things will never ever be the same
I kicked it on the real
Now i keep it on the plane
The masta i.c. enters now in ya brain
Im so high...
Chorus
