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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)

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