They finally did it (what's that?)

They stole the mic I grip

Now that it's gone (what's wrong?)

I'm feelin tired and sick (How did they do it?)

I don't know I wasn't sleepin that long

When I woke up (what happened brother?)

My microphone was gone

At first i panicked (how?) I put the cops on the case

But they were stuck (damm?) Without a clue or a trace

So sure as smokin cigarettes is bad for your health

If I want my microphone back I'll find it myself

So I picked up the phone (for what?)

I called Dizzy

Dizzy: what's up?

My mic is gone

Dizzy: Word?

Let's get busy

Before I could tell Dizzy What I wanted to do

He was over at my house with the TMS crew

He said

Dizzy: Word is out in every mouth

In the street now that your mic is gone

It's not long until your beat

And then it hit me (Damm)

I got a battle at six

Without my microphone I'm guaranteed to get whipped

You might think it's unbelivable but word to the strength

when it comes to rockin rhymes I'm a musical nymph

They gave me other mics but yo it wasn't no use

I tried to rock One two one two

But I couldn't get loose I said forget it

My microphone or not I gotta do it

Give it all that I go (What if u loose?) It be the first time I lost

But if I beat em I'll finally prove I'm the boss

I grabbed my leather jacket Walked through the streets

Suckers was hopin and preyin Strictly Dope would get beat

I begin to get hyped I was ready to fight

Yo I was confident that I'd win

To hell with the mic

I hopped up to the stage Dizzy started the beat

suckers shivered cause he Tasted defeat

Then I signaled to Dizzy Bust a rhyme of