Careful with That Mic...

Album: Pure Rock Fury (2001)
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  • So tell me, when you took the practice scholastic aptitude test
    Did you know the answers or did you guess?
    You rely on gimmicks to amuse your fans
    And act all urban to jack-up your sound-scan
    What's the matter with you?
    How come you rhyme monosyllabically?
    Is atrophy shrinking your entire vocabulary?
    Your style's like garbage cans meant to be taken out on a weekly basis
    Ever since your first record you've been in a state of suspended animation
    You look like snuffaluffagus and australopithecus
    Me cray, you abacus
    But enough about you, let's talk about me
    And how single-handedly I redefined the science of radio astronomy
    Making Nobel Prize winners question their notions of reality
    Oh, but I digress, you play Sorry, I play chess
    King's pawn to b-3, checkmate, go get some Percocets

    Careful with that mic, Weezy
    Do you really think it's that easy?

    Mmmm, this is really good ice cream, you want some of it?
    Oh, my bad I didn't know you were lactose intolerant
    Makes you pass gas, frightens all the girls away
    Only friends you keep are those you pay
    Always on the ready for the wack snack attack
    I carry sandwiches around in a straight-edge style Jansport backpack
    Got the gadget Q gave Bond
    Take control of your mind and make you jump in a pond
    Go "quack-quack" and flap your arms, leave you confused, but completely unharmed

    Careful with that mic, Weezy
    Do you really think it's that easy?
    Do you really think it's true
    That up above they can't hear you?

    Now, look here, both you and I know that the past ten years have been rather intense
    I'm ashamed to admit that I've been fooled by the seductions of violence
    People walking around with ugly auras
    At times I'm even tempted to seek the advice of Dr. Laura
    But I ignore her

    And I take a deep breath and count to ten
    Ain't gonna let it get under my skin
    Take a deep breath and count to ten
    Think of all the nice places that I been

    Like back when I was waging peace against the Visigoths
    I was tutored in the ancient mysteries by a wizened philosoph
    Learned the polyrhythm of celestial time
    And wait for the one to come and get it done to finish the rhyme

    Careful with that mic, Weezy
    Do you really think it's that easy?
    Do you really think it's true
    That up above they can't hear you? Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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