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AKA Mickens
AKA John
AKA Mickens

I'm the king I rings, the new John Mickens
Uhh, I'm stayin' and keep the haters bitchin'
From New York to Richmond, my is sickenin'
Ice drips, bits, so forfeit
I got to rewrite mackin' game, baby
Layin' in the barber shop, haters is shady
Maybe, sex young chicks and whips

But I got Lesbo Combos stick-shifts
For no chips, I'm four to eight lips
Let me tell ya 'bout my life-style, players and chips,
Mr.Smith, the breed
Separate the dimes from like chronic seeds
Miraculous lyrical
Practice this, bein' actresses
On with your legs up in the air
Splash the crisp John Micks, a

Anutha day, dolla
day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, anutha
day, anutha dolla

My fortune hundred is fully funded
Joints I pumps, gives my the mumps
I'm the glossiest and the
Feel the force of this lyrical
Hotter than a with Rottweillers
Chicks in choppers with they sittin' proper
The crisp poppa drama like soap operas
The show stopper if you don't flow proper

I'm the jiggliest, bitch, shit the
Wonderin' why cats front on the williest
Chill, relax, you cats will
Ten mill, ten plaques upon my
You stall, mix large, I see
Mash ya like roaches then cop broaches
Super calla never the alladocious
Sin the fellas, get blazed and you can quote

Anutha day, dolla
day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, dolla
day, anutha dolla

I'm the M C that you to be
Competition is dead, 'coz none of all live as me
moody, I keep it raw, baby
So save all the fella Scorsese
So iced up, they me Mount Everest
The many get ways draped over my headrest
I run game from Fort Green to
I keep ya noddin' like dope is in your vein

Hail to the Cajone Jing a ling
I buy ya clicks with one Pinkie ring
Gotta be above average to grow
I Havoc, do damage
Don't it techniques up to par
You, get ya black ass looped like Mardi
Chick too hittin' me off in yo' car
Blaze her in the alley she actin' Bourgeoisie

Anutha day, dolla
day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, dolla
Anutha day, dolla

Man hard bein' the king, baby
But someone's gotta do it,