Intro Freestyled
Jolowmight(x) Cervantes: Shaneé told me, I had to go on/ Magenta said, they thought they had it figured out/ Mimi told me, we got to be free/ And my brother Mike said it goes “on and on” and it just don’t stop/ And my brother Malcolm/ My brother Malcolm/ Is calling… / He’s calling me…/ And he says…

Hook (Maximum): I have no problem… picking up this microphone

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No, I don’t have a problem/ I figure out how to solve ‘em/ I’m the universal solvent/ that searches for solutions/ in dirt, silt, and erosion/ heading to the ocean/ salty seas/ cuz Sucka MCs ain’t ever fresh water/ or party starters/ I rip seams, mangle dreams, imagine things that shine harder than bling/ Cremate any chump who puts a finger to my plate/ I’m tectonic/ bionic/ adjusted for inflation/ call me the “One Billion Dollar Man”/ the new Lee Majors is rhymin’ to the key of E Major/ telekinetically grab my lightsaber/ I’m savoring this moment/ ‘cause I ain’t Jedi or Sith/ yet strong with the Force/ my weapon is my mic and I will never lose my grip/ I ain’t got ‘am problem…

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Picking up this microphone? never put it down/ how can 8 bars be profound?/ how can you do this to your sound?/ when they gone realize I write scores and not songs?/ I pauperize the popularized/ disintegrate the potentates/ disembowel the scowls/ and make Sucka MCs throw in the towel/ give flavor to the haters/ all the while giving dap to my mellow, Loc Vader/ ‘cause we had no problem…

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This is my jam/ snap your fingers/ clap some hands/ show this land/ that you understand how to get down/ is this too whimsical for hip-hop?/ this music is gonna make your heart stop?/ I won’t/ I’m Jolowmight(x)Cervantes/ trying to pay back student loans/ need some cash flow on this microphone/ Cervantes got habits to maintain/ like making songs to tax your brain/ I was so lame in high school/ big head and skinny body/ used to think I was so, so sorry/ like an Atari 5200/ why I jump off the subject?/ I suspect it’s because the beat told me so/ I wrote this jam in my pajamas on the flo’ [floor]/ with nothing but a dream that I could make a crowd scream/ it’s enough bling out there/ so more power to ‘em/ they hip-hop too/ but I wish this kind music could get through to you/ so the world could see imagination is more than it seems/ is my flow too weird/ to hear?/ to cheer?/ to erase your fear?/ now brother, ya gotta listen hear… I pick up a microphone… Sister, I pick up a microphone… Tell ‘em Malcolm…

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T-H-R-O-W-D-O-W-N/ an 8-bit Nintendo was so throwback/
let’s go back/ Rock it don’t stop it/ I rock and don’t stop/ thanks Bambaataa and the Soul Sonic Force/ givin’ me velocity/ vibrations/
and gravitational pulls….

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Freestyled Outro
You just a Sucka MC
I said you don’t know no history, no verbs, or nouns
You just a Sucka MC you sad face clown
Don’t know your English, History, Verbs, Nouns, Math…
Sucka MC you’s a sad face clown
Na-na-na-nah.. Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah boo boo
Nah, nah nah nah, you’s a sucka MC… x2
Go tell yo’ Mama you a sucka MC
Go tell yo’ daddy you a sucka MC
Go tell yo’ family you a sucka MC
I said go tell everybody you a sucka MC
But I is J-O-L-O-W-M-I-G-H-T-(-x-)-C-E-R-V-A-N-T-E-S
They call me Jolowmight(x)Cervantes
And I thank the world
I thank God
I have no problem