If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, a check a one two

If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- a check two, a mic a check two

If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, a check a one two

if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, and I'm a check you



I start most of my raps off kinda slow

just so you could see exactly where it gonna go

I make sure your body's strapped in

cause I'ma tailspin and you're liable to get thrown

The bible is the microphone; I read from the scripture

leave it up to you to see the pictures

I hover above MC's like a flying saucer

with the sorcery to alter the future

present and the past, don't be hesitant to ask

me to be the man I'll be the last

I'll be movin fast on that ass, I stipulate your fate

I take a grip I'll take a shot I'll break your plates

Now can you take the weight or do I have to make it lighter tighter

than you could imagine that I had to been when I recite a rhyme

I might as well be inside of your mind

I know you thinkin, "Damn! How does he? What was he a man

or a machine with computerized diagrams?"

I tell em, "Nope! I am of the flesh, fresh, dope"

I'm set apart you're just a shot in the dark

and the darkness casts no shadow

And I'll be victorious, no matter who I battle

So every rapper in the house shut the fuck up!



Cause if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- check one, check two

If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all

- check a one two check a one two

If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- a check one check two now I check you



Now everyone knows I got the Milk like D, homemade quilt

to get your wig peelt, like it should be

Top o' the mornin to ya, it's so many ways to do ya

I offer you the shield, just before I deal on ya

I recommend, that when I squeeze the puss from your skin

you pretend it ain't happenin

Cause everywhere is my stompin grounds

When MC's stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest

You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor

not to, jet (nah you ain't goin nowhere)

not until you show us you be flippin

I give your body lashes and whippins

T crashes the board like Pippen, I has to be trippin

Not for your pleasure or your entertainment I came with

a crew called self, and everybody looked just like me

And we agreed that we dope fool

We got flavor and everyone knows who's the saviour

Cause everyone knows, everyone knows

Everyone knows I got flow



And if it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, a check a one two

If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- a check two, a mic a check two

If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, a check a one two

If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

- a one two, and I'ma check you



*Alternate last verse*



yeah, peep this out, peep this out, peep this out...

this here's real life, right

and we are fully animated, highly intelligent, original life forms

landin' in your leavin' (living) room

now back up from the tell-lie-vision I need breathin' room

we'll be leavin' soon on a runaway brain train

so sustain and seckle

cuz wild game can't be tamed or tackled or shackled when I echo this mic check

you know that

can't hold back the blowed back when I flow that

ooh, blew his wig back for tryin' to ride pig (piggy) back

now dig that

I done slid back

used my view finder

I'mma give you a reminder

I'm on the straight and narrow with no blinders

no blinders

but I still see the rhyme designers that bite like sidewinders

with ten toes down and I spin flows 'round and 'round

on an angle, with anger, the angular warlock-like strangler

sociopathic, graphic

psycho symptom: drastic

plastic coated, bloated

fatty tissue acid

I'm Jurassic I unmask it with a bread basket full of mold and yeast

the stench is a clencher when the gases are released

so inhale

cuz you know you know you inhale

as it is in heaven

this is to my sistren and my brethren and it goes



if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all

now check one check two

check one check two

check one check two

(fade out