Microphone Fiend
I was a fiend, before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
music orientated, so when Hip Hop was originated
fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
’cause I grabbed the mic an’ tried to say, yes y’all
they tried to take it, an’ say that I’m too small
cool, ’cause I don’t get upset
I kick [...]